Sad Day

A little each day

Today became sad for me,

emptiness my feeling inside.

So dark this place, the hallways I pace,

within my own mind. Examining each file with care.

Searching for what is apparently

beyond my control.

Now a little speck of light has shined through,

the vision is dark.

I realized today, that in life,

many memories have a greater effect,

but with a hard sharper edge that cuts extra deep.

Down through the bone, straight to the soul.

I died a little today,

a little more than yesterday.

Moments in life, child,

divorce, accidents, spousal dispute or perhaps death.

It has come to my conscious mind

that with each tragic event

a small piece of us dies.

Which would explain why I feel dead inside.

Reviews

[alifeacoustic]

The older we get the more we have to look back on. Maybe we just forget to put our rose tinted's on as much these days, or we do as you say accumulate sadness in sample sized quantities, which may be easier to deal with in the then and there, but given time those little samples accumulate into the rocks that we must bear the rest of the way.
This is honest, open and a feeling that all too many of us can understand. Some beautiful lines, flowing into a complete picture of life today. Great job.

[Willard Wells]

I appreciate the kind words and your taking time to read my work.

[Scott Thompson]

"I died a little today, a little more than yesterday". Such a great line! I wish it had been mine. Nice work!

[Willard Wells]

Thank you and I know the feeling. I have read works and just thought, why was that not me. It came together on its own which helps.

I appreciate your time in stopping by.

[Scott Thompson]

I tend to start with a simple line that moves me. By the time I'm finished sometimes I don't even know how I got there. Navigation by feeling can produce surprising results

[Willard Wells]

Same process and sometimes when I am done the thought of words I had, have become another creature of its own altogether.

[B. Boileau]

memories, without them I would rarely have anything to write about good or bad.
They are to some degree make us what we are, as we spend our life dying a little more each day
making more memories. The trick is to make the good ones out number the bad ones to overcome the fact we're dying.... it truely is a circle huh? Your excellent writting makes for my pleasurable reading.
Thank you Willard

[Willard Wells]

Thank you for you kind and insightful words.

[Riddhi]

I really liked this poem..Keep it up and thanks for sharing...

[Willard Wells]

I'm am very happy you liked it. I will continue until my pen runs dry. Thank you.

[Valentine]

You have expressed most of us if we would only admit it. Events from my childhood had me in counciling some years ago. It is best to just let go of those thoughts of yesterday and live this day. Kathie

[Willard Wells]

Moment by moment Kathie is often the best way to move forward until you gain strength. Thank you for your time and review.

[Stan Lee]

Yeah I can relate to that feeling. You start wondering how many more blows you can take. But take courage. Life (and death) happens to everyone. Well written piece. Thanks for sharing :)

[Willard Wells]

Thank you so much for your time in viewing and commenting on my work.

[Great Aunt Astri]

Oh dear, you have my sympathy. But we actually start dying the moment we are born. I hope something hopeful comes your way.

[Willard Wells]

I am perfectly fine. Thank you for your concern. And you are correct, it does begin at birth.

[Great Aunt Astri]

OH WERE YOU PROJECTING? I DO ALL THE TIME. VERY FEW OF MY POEMS ARE ACTUALLY ABOUT ME!

[Willard Wells]

Well I was in a momentary place with a bite of projection added. thanks,

[Faith]

I agree...each experience takes away a piece of us. Alas it is only through those experiences we have a history, a past and pieces of ourselves to lose. Well written and full of truths.

[Willard Wells]

Thank you so much Faith for your time in viewing my words and commenting.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

I believe that memories, be it happy ones or the sad ones, leave some kind of mark in our life... But often the sad ones that we would like to forget keeps coming back to us.. As if our soul wants us to look at it again, like really look for something, that we missed the last time.. and then the realisations follow.. It seldom happens with good memories.. Maybe there's a greater scheme involved..
But however it indeed feels as if it was only yesterday...

A great piece, Mr Wells! Got me thinking for a long time...
I liked it very much.

[Willard Wells]

Thank you Jyoti. I always appreciate your visits to my work and you kind words.

[Jyoti_Ablaze]

Its a pleasure to read your work!

[andrew mitchell]

A lot of things, errors, in life do take their toll on an individual to the extent of everlasting reminders, no matter how hard we try to forget or are distracted. Life we celebrate but also haunts us as well. I relate to this very well. One bad monetary decision can and does affect the rest of your life. Nicely written cos its true!

[Willard Wells]

Thank you sir, I do as always appreciate your time crus'in over my work.

[andrew mitchell]

As I do yours Kind Sir! I hope the sadness lifts in spirit and is gone!

[Willard Wells]

I am fine and thank you for your concern.