Sadness Poem by Tatiana Arango

Sadness...
The pain in my chest.
The black hole in my gut.
The heavy limbs,
I can't move on.

I used to think she was mine.
But her property, is all what I was.
I used to think she was my friend.
I was her dog, then I realized.
I used to think she was a part of me.
I was nothing but her marionette
and she, my ventriloquist.

Oizys...
She had devoured me
and I hadn't even noticed.
She gulped me slowly
So I didn't care,
until it was too late.

Now she is all I have.
Now she is all I am.

I have fallen in love with her.
I don't know when,
but she took over me
and transmute this flesh
into something else.

Dead inside is all what I am.
I'm a living dead
and sadness is my brain.

Empty void in my cells.
Dreams of death fill my head.
Queen of dreadful thoughts,
Demands me to end it all.

Mortifying feelings.
Depression flares.
Weak fool I have always been.
Weak sad fool I have become.

I feel like I'm drowning
in everlasting melancholy.
Under the pressure of life.
Under the weight of vastness.
This is just too much.
I give up.