Poems of a broken artist

saddest thing.

The saddest and most annoying thing is not knowing why your sad.

because you finally come to realize that you have nothing to be sad about.. but you are.

And its painful,

like your heart is filling with sand and being weighed down, 

like your lungs are tired and stressed,

like your legs are caving, 

and your heart is breaking, 

and all you need to do is destress.

you feel the pain so deeply in you that its as though it made another person.

That person slowly kills you from the inside out.. 

stabbing yourself in the back, 

sabotaging your life, your relationships, your happiness, 

making you blame yourself when you weren't even a part of it, when it shouldn't have happened to you, 

convincing you that the world would be better without you.

before you know it you become 

a slave to your hate.

a victim to your sadness. 

a bystander to your own grief. 

a viewer of your own demise. 

And then you know you lost to the game of life.