Sadness. (poem)
sadness comes to visit me.
Life has taken over,
to bring out those weaknesses,
but I'm not afraid of him anymore.
The sadness,
he hugs me and looks me in the eye.
The sadness,
he's used to telling me raw truths,
that makes me tremble.
The sadness,
he plunges me into a well,
but with the same strength, I float and move on.
The sadness,
leaves some tears on my face,
I dry them off and go on living.
The sadness,
it's like a bridge,
that I cross sometimes,
I face it without fear,
because tranquillity comes behind,
to strengthen my humanity.
