Sadness, so deep,
A wound hard to heal or maintain.
It creeps in slowly, like a thief,
And steals away joy and peace.
It's like a cloud that covers the solar,
A darkness that is hard to triumph over.
makes us feel so small and weak,
A burden it's tough to speak.
Sadness can are available in many paperwork,
From heartbreak to existence's many storms.
It can make us feel so by myself,
Like we're in a world of our very own.
But unhappiness also can be a pal,
A reminder that our hearts can mend.
It can teach us to appreciate,
The moments that make lifestyles so top notch.
So let us not worry sadness' embody,
But welcome it with an open face.
For in its depths, we may additionally discover,
A energy it truly is been there all the time.