Ms. Sadness

Fell in love with

the sadness,

which later,

became my passion.

The black became my friend.

Bested by the

light I was given.

So I caved in,

sorta like a caveman.

Then I died

again when she

glanced in.

I asked myself,

“should we dance

again?”

I couldn’t make up my mind so,

I fell back into the black

and wandered through

Wonders.

And now we’re back here,

falling in love with sadness

again.

So mote it be

Author's Note

Gospel

Reviews

[BThomvanWart]

It's hard to have a skill that relies so heavily on trauma, in all of its forms, to produce work that doesn't seem plastic. It's a good piece, I liked it. I think the harder emotions yield beautiful work. Of course, this calls into question the standard of beauty - but, that's a longer post. ^_^

[sinNsincerity]

I've grown in ways that it's the only way. Trauma is why I began to write, and now it has become my only love.

[Asante]

It's bittersweet as all hell when your talent prides itself on your repeated downfall, man.

I love this piece. It hit home in a couple of areas.

"The black became my friend.
Bested by the
light I was given.
So I caved in,
sorta like a caveman.
Then I died
again when she
glanced in."

Crazy. F*****g crazy. Loved the flow throughout, my man.

[sinNsincerity]

Hell yea man you get it. When people ask me what inspires me, I tell them that I write about the stuff that I would never tell anyone. The s**t that I kept to myself. I thank that's where the magic lies. I feel that for me to grow and learn about myself I have to expose my flaws and my downfalls. I love that you see that bro!

[Asante]

That's an amazing thought process, bro. Won't lie, that inspired me instantly. "I feel that for me to grow and learn about myself I have to expose my flaws and my downfalls." Much love for that, bro.

[Wonderland Asylum]

I love this!
I especially love these lines :
"the light became my friend.
Bested by the
light I was given."
Can't wait for more!

[sinNsincerity]

I'm glad that you did, thank you for reading.

[Wonderland Asylum]

your welcome

[Ishita Dixit]

David my man!
Another one of your masterpieces. I am back here after what feels like ages and this poem is the perfect head-start.
I like the rhythm it has to it...it can manifest into a song. "Couldn't make up my mind so, wandered through wonders"-this is lit! And so true. You don't know what lies ahead so might as well take the plunge! Maybe the parachute will open in time! And if it doesn't...there's always another lifetime! :)

[sinNsincerity]

haha Thank you Ishita, I really appreciate that. Oh how I've missed hearing from you as well as reading your work. It has been ages! You have always been one of my favorite writers on here. I hope you have some new stuff for me to read.

[Ishita Dixit]

Hopefully soon :)

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Especially like the first four lines. If you can't change it, embrace it, is what I go by ;)
My favourite of yours so far. Beautiful write :)

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you, I'm really glad that you enjoyed it Yumma.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You're welcome :)

[Paul Bell]

How we hold onto sadness, and make it our friend.
That way we don't have to seek so far.
Even if we move on for a time, we can always jump back into the black. Sadness and happiness. Powerful movers.

[sinNsincerity]

Thank you for reading Paul, I'm glad that you enjoyed it, and you're right, it is easy to make it your friend especially when you have become immune to it.