My Sort of Sad

The sort of sad I feel is straight to the bones. Its an aching, dull sort of pain that constantly tires you out and drags you down. It's the sort of sadness that settles in your muscles and leaks into your bloodstream with every sideways, crooked beat of your heart.

The sort of sad I feel is a lost concept to some people. They don't understand why I could be so sad when I have so much. They say I'm living the life, I've got everything I could possibly need, but I don't.

The sort of sad I feel is sort of always like drowning and watching people drink water.

The sort of sad I feel is always there, like the air and the earth, and it won't ever quit, like the wind and the rain.