FRIDAY 17th JULY 2020
This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..
SORROWS OF THE SOUL
by John Yeo
He tossed and turned trying to get his mind in control
The darkness drew in, within his room and without
His head was churning with the sorrows of the soul.
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His thoughts became dominant, slowly taking a toll,
The efforts of the battle filled him full of doubt
He tossed and turned trying to get his mind in control.
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He worried about the problems as a unified whole,
He stifled his impulse to scream and call out
His head was churning with the sorrows of the soul.
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His problems descended in a rush with a shoal,
His helpless innocence drowned in sorrow throughout
He tossed and turned trying to get his mind in control.
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His troubles quickly multiplied, he lost sight of his goal,
His intention was desperate, all convention to flout
His head was churning with the sorrows of the soul.
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He felt as if he’d drowned in an enormous fishbowl
Spinning, and turning speedily on a huge roundabout
He tossed and turned trying to get his mind in control,
His head was churning with the sorrows of the soul.
© Written by John Yeo
johnandmargaret1607 
So very sad…