How do you deal with sadness?
sometimes sadness rises through the walls of my chest I thought I had packed her safely away for another day but she unfolds herself and she gets her way flooding memories of all that was lost streaming images of bridges crossed I see sadness running like rivers through mountains sadness rushing like wild horses through valleys sadness flowing over rocks and glass sadness seeping through mud and sand sadness dripping through rain and pain sadness slipping through cracks and splinters sadness melting like a thousand winters the ceaseless movement through the walls of my chest cannot be folded and packed away cannot be ignored another day her music has a name this mournful melody wants to be acknowledged so she can be set free so I listen to her song and I call it by name Melancholy, I say and I watch her transform she's a thing with feathers rising from the ash and she gently flies away it's a new day
