stain, words

today is a day for tears

the sadness just seems so bottomless, welling up inside of me

my mind is tumultuous, a jagged mess of broken shards of emotional stained glass

but the stain feels deeper today

the sense of sorrow and fracture

i feel no joy, just loss, listless meandering thoughts of yesterday

of empty today

of hopeless tomorrow

sometimes you fight it, some days you curl up in a ball and go with it

i am all out of fight

i need more, and seem to always end up with less

maybe tomorrow will be better

probably not

who knows

my mind is a stained glass menagerie of sadness

when the light strikes it just right, even i can see the beauty in miserable malaise

not today though

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