Why should you be sad,
And embrace the blue madness?
Feeling helpless
Over and under the surface.
Squashing signs of shelter
As sadness swallows you inside her.

It’s a rut.
A dip in the path
Felt only in the aftermath of your happiness glut.
Looking back up to your previous peaks
The joy you seek now leaves you weak,
Bleak in its absence.

But how would you know
Without having seen them first from below
Those feelings that you miss
Your supposed, self-imposed idea of bliss
This is just what sadness is.
A reflection.
Time for introspection.
A translation code to unpick life’s most complicated crossroads.