They say sadness,
Is a silent killer,
Momentarily seen,
As a soul destroyer.
It drains you,
It comsumes you,
It also drives you,
Into the arms,
Of bad habits.
Touch, so cold,
But effective too,
Sadness always remains,
And one day,
It will ruin you.
Energy gets lost,
Tissue gets wasted,
Your eyes will shut,
Your body left sedated,
Stuck in a trance,
Which gets stronger with time,
It's only a matter of,
Walking the line,
To the other side.
I tried to make it sound interesting.
