Sad

Sad Days

Really sad things have been following me about,
A dark cloud, one would say, amongst the gray mist about me,
I cannot see the way or make any judgment of the condition of the road I am traveling on,
All I know is that the clouds bring rain to my starry sky of hopes and dreams
The winter comes, and the pains will only increase I fear.
And upon the open road I will find hope, and I will find sorrow,
But now my companion has left me
I give her my blessings on her own path of which I play a small part,
She will be contrived in some greater deeds and a sunrise to smote the heart , I deam
And yet upon my road, I see a cold damp mist turning into a dense fog in which escape seems unlikely, and futile
For I have made peace with my soul and mind, although the weep at my loss
My heart cries the loudest for love was there
A feeling of a warm blanket upon a midnight chill
A Loveliness that may be seen again, and yet may not
A joy has left me that I know not what to say about it
For no words seem worthy of its feeling of love and warmth it projects onto all it encounters
No pain of heart have I felt,
And the tears I make freeze in the bitter nightfall upon which there seems no dawn.
Yet hope remains, as the road seems uncertain.