Sometimes Sadness Falls

Sometimes sadness falls
So far
Desperately need not
Feel that scar
Sadness
Melancholy breeding
Gaining ground.

Spreading out
Seeping deep
Within the psychic far
Oh so far around.

Trembling lips reach out
Grabbing, holding on
No hollow
Shallow victory
But a life
Maybe gone.

Tears stream down
Wanting, wailing cheeks
Splattering near
And on hardened ground
No soft tender place
To be found.

Hold yourself together
Hold yourself
Up to the light
For even if sadness falls
Make it you who decides
On which kind
A loving
Or hardened ground.
~ Patrice

 

 

© Patrice Clarkson – 2013