Mar222009
The Sadness Is With Me
The Sadness Is With Me
The Sadness
sits with my heart.
Alone
I feel,
So, much alone
and, sometimes
I want to die,
and, sometimes
I want to run away,
For the Sadness
leaches through my soul,
Permeating:
Soul, body, mind, and marrow,
and fills
my being with
naught but pain.
Yet,
run I not;
And, die I not;
For somehow
This familiar melancholy
comforts me
like sipping
a soothing elixir
and, so
I wallow in the
pain
and, through
immersion
emerge
renewed,
revitalized,
and
refreshed.
Copyright 2009, Lyle T. Lachmuth, All Rights Reserved
