A Silhouette of Sadness (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Sadness
Is buzzing around my head
Like one of those tiny gnats
Wings beating silently
Too close to your face
making you hold your breath
In order not to breathe it in
It seeps upward
Like air bubbles in a tar pit
The bones of my love for you
Shifting, sinking deeper
Becoming part of the earth again
It’s so strange how in just
A few short months
I can look back on myself like a stranger
I dulled my spark
And weakened my spirit
So I could continue to stay
Where I knew I would not flourish
And you whom I loved best
Your splashes of sincerity evade me entirely
Your aim is not at fault
I just have no faith left
For it to stick to
I’ve labored to throw open
The heavy, scarred wooden door
Wrestling the wind
As it sucks past me
And rushes through the house
Greedy.
Standing new in the crisp, naked air
No crutch, no pretty eye
I leave not only you
But also the part of me
That fears my own song’s truth.
The sun still shines brightly.
It had grown so dark in there.
This is beautiful, truly beautiful. Sad, but true sometimes.