SAD
I'm sad. I know why, but thinking about it makes me want to cry. I will take this sadness wherever I go. No one can see it. It's not visible to the naked eye, but it exists nevertheless.I wish you could see me as I am, full of passion, life, joy,and victory. But as these exist, so do my pain full of tears, misery, and rain. Full of desperation, full of wanting, full of yearning.
I wish you could see and feel my burning, inflamed, and bright, sometimes so full of light spirit. I wish you could see my despair. I wish you could see that my smile hides a lot of cares that wears me down and lessens my joy
I AM A CONFLICT OF NATURE.
JOY AND LIGHT, PAIN AND DARK.
ALL THESE THINGS EXIST IN MY HEART.
TRINA N. THOMAS-EADDY
07-01-10
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