And somehow, still, the sadness creeps in
To the pores, to the heart, deep under the skin
It lingers, it grows, till you finally cave
and the sadness it streams
From the tears down your face

Others they look, they feel for your state
They know that that each day
The sadness still waits
To be free from your soul, that each day it takes
So selfishly stealing the breath that it baits.
The joys, the smiles, the freedom and fun
The clouds that keep forming, blocking the sun
The bird it is stuck in pretty-wired cage
the actor has frozen, lost on centre stage
the day is has ended before it begun
The race, it has already been toiled and won.
The body is weeps from each joint it can find
As hopelessness nestles in the heart of your mind
And defeat is a drug that bizarrely is craved
It reminds you that not all in life will be saved
Some will just bobble on the crest of a wave
Others will stand too close to their grave
Their shadow pre-empting the feelings that linger
A road that is marked by a pre-loaded stinger
Some they will drown in their own tides of sadness
Others will learn to overcome the madness
Of a life that doesn’t always make sense
Of losses that scars, so deeply intense,
Till the sunset; the chord,
That will quietly end,
This bereavement I feel
will be hard to befriend