The sadness looks different in the light than in the dark
and at night the sadness is almost joyful.
It is a radiant sadness, or a light sadness, filled with hope and courage.
She wonders if the rest of us see it that way as well.
She thinks she does.
YOU ARE READING
End of Rush Anthology
PoetryHave you ever felt so distracted by work that you had no time to enjoy your life? You've found that every day is a blur of deadlines and stress. Every evening you come home exhausted and ready to collapse, but still have to suffer through more work...
