Sadness 

Sadness, the kind that lingers like the taste of a bitter lemon. The empty feeling inside that slowly drains us like a grape in the sun. The thought that repeats itself like a broken record. Sadness can be a lot of things and caused by various different events. Sadness can eat us up from the inside, slowly nibbling it’s way up till it gets to our brian. Once that empty feeling is a thought in our minds it’s set there for a period of time. No matter how hard we try we can’t shake off this thought, we can’t erase it because it is now written in ink. The aggravating impression that no matter how hard you try, no matter how much you do and no matter how good we look they still won’t think we are good enough. But good enough for what? Them. Or ourselves. We ask others to cure our sadness like its a 24 hour flu. We ask others to help us like they can take the emptiness away. This screaming sadness inside can’t be helped or cured by a doctor. It will keep screaming louder and louder until it breaks the glass. The only person that can get rid of this notion of our endless failure, is ourselves. We are the only ones that have the power to choose what we believe is the truth. It might take time but eventually this conclusion that has been gnawing at our head will fade into a feeling. An unpleasant emotion, but much easier to dissolve. Through time this feeling with stop eating at us. And it will turn in to an example, something to remind us of what happened. A memory.