Sadness
Sadness is the blood that flows through my veins.
It is cold but at times warm.
It awakens with me in the morning goes to sleep with me at night.
Sadness is my friend, my partner.
Sadness is jealous, selfish.
Sadness is afraid of losing you, manipulates your thoughts and feelings.
Sadness darkens anywhere you might find light.
Once sadness is in your blood you can’t fight it, its keeping you alive inside your lifeless world.
Copyright © Olga Gardo | Year Posted 2008
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