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.

nothing speaks
like silence
the build up
of emotion
how it sets you
in a state
of deep thought