bittersweet beauty

There's such a beauty in sadness. In the midst of the wallows of sorrow, beauty lingers. Like a rose—beautiful, yet its thorns bring hurt. Shades of blue, painting a beautiful, somber picture. The eerie silence within sadness—it's beautiful. The nostalgia of birds chirping, The worrying comfort of being submerged in your own depression. Songs of sadness, Pain transformed into precious melodies. The wondrous creativity of broken minds. A beauty that takes more than it gives. It could be altered in the wake of a new sun, Hoping this new day brings upon a precious beauty, Rather than the somber paintings of sadness.