sweet sadness

If it only made more sense,

my brain tells me

why is sadness so sweet?

why does it curl around my legs

sliding up my thighs slowly

until I must sit and bask in it

trailing through my mid section until it caresses my heart

which immediately goes to my head

producing visions of heartache

that spill forth like hot wax

dripping over my entire body

searing my flesh as I scream more

I want to feel more

.

it is the one thing we truly feel in control of

it seems like our happiness can easily be taken by another

but our sadness

we dont have to release it unless we want to

imagine if we treated happiness that way