Sad But True

Once in a while
You experience a song
A song that makes you feel good
A song that makes you smile
A song that sings all the trouble away
And you listen.
You listen to that song.
Not once.
Not twice.
More.
More than once.
More than twice.
Because you don’t want the feeling to go away.
And if you keep listening to that song
The feeling sticks
Until you’ve worn it out.
Because there comes a time
When that song stops making you feel good
When it stops making you smile
When your troubles are still with you
Even if you listen to the song.
And you want the feeling to come back.
So very badly.
So you can escape.
But it doesn’t.
Now you have no escape.
Your troubles are there.
Your worries.
Your real life.
No song to help you out of your misery…
Or back in
You still like the song
But it’s not special anymore.
Sad But True

Meaningless Words

I wrote this yesterday when I was feeling pretty down

I don’t know if this is a fall-back
It could be
It might be
Whatever it is, it can’t be good
I feel sad
It could be voluntarily
However this time, I don’t think so
Sadness makes me think
I don’t know about what
I just think
About everything
Type in meaningless words
On the computer screen that makes my head hurt
If I write, the sadness will fade
My head will only get stuffier
But at least, I won’t be sad
Sometimes I’m sad on purpose
I don’t know why
It would be good to know why
It would also be good to talk
But I can’t talk
I don’t have anyone to talk to
And I don’t know what I would say
I don’t have anything to say
Yet I say I want to talk
It doesn’t make sense
I, don’t make sense
I don’t know if I like that or not
Maybe I do
Maybe that’s why I think the way I think
Maybe I don’t want to talk
Maybe I want to be full of questions
that don’t have answers
This could be me
And it probably is