Sadness

Sadness comes and sadness goes. When it comes no one knows. How long will it stay? A week or a day? Will it be here to stay? Or will it finally go away? Feels like I should hide. To talk about it taxes my pride. To stay silent and endure the pain. Feels like I'm wearing iron chains. Sadness is like an unwanted friend. Always right around the bend. Unlike sadness unwanted friends get a clue. But sadness will never let you be you. So talk to someone who cares. Don't let sadness controll your fears.