Nondrug indicted Sadness No not ever gone away Never in my wildest dreams Smiles that turn to frowns Within a blink of an eye Like they were never there Like they were fake I don’t even try to make them anymore I try to cry now But the tears don’t come It’s like they are stuck Downing me from the inside Damaging it all First my feet So, I cannot act Then my stomach So, I’m always sick Sick of it all Sick of the pain Then my heart It is not just broken but withered Expired and molded Last is my mind My only source of strength when everything else is weak I can’t pray I can’t hope Can’t speak I just sink So low So long Happiness
This was from a while back. My sad ones are not my real self anymore but they did make me who I am today.