Today I Am Sad

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athe then?Today I am sad because it’s all that I know. There was a time, I think, before it. But I’ve learned to let that time go. And here now I sit, maybe stand if it aches, but I don’t move around too much because my heart likes to break. It’s easier now if I leave the fragments loose and scattered along the shore. Maybe if I close my eyes for a tiny bit longer, the world won’t exist anymore.Today I am sad — and I’m letting it in. This darkness is sweeping through my mind. It’s rampant and brutal and, yeah, I knew this to be true. These shadows are savagely unkind. But do you know why I do this? Why do I feel it so hard? Why I let my misery seep down through my skin? Because when I feel it, I feel it, I don’t block it out. I open wide and I let it all in.For today I am sad, this much we all know, but I also know something you don’t. Sure, today I am sad and it’s dragging me down, but tomorrow I know that it won’t. Tomorrow I’ll be hopeful.

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I’ll be wiser and sure. I’ll be ready to blow away any oncoming storm. Black holes cannot touch me if I’m clear of their horizon, I just needed its silence to mourn.Because I will always be sad on some layer of mine, now that on this Earth you no longer are. Sadness, much like you, transcends that of time, it belongs to a dimension a little further than far. But that’s okay, because whilst my sadness won’t go, it does not mean that other feelings can’t arrive. It just means that the dinner table will be cold at misery’s end, but the other will be warm and loud and alive.So.Today I am sad, but the clock’s ticking on as the hours' inch nearer to midnight. And when the hand grazes twelve I will shake it all off, no more sadness for tomorrow — that’s light. In the sunrise, I’ll see you and then again around dusk, when the moon glistens down on my skin. I’ll be thinking of you but when was I not? — with every new day that decides to begin.</article></body>

Yesterday I was, too. But tomorrow I live on. And I do it for you.

Today I am sad. Sad for the planet and the people and for you. I’m sad for all those things out there, that you never got the chance to pursue. I’m sad because it hurts, quite honestly, rooted deep in my soul. I’m sad because now there’s nothing left but this gaping black hole. It’s sucking in the air from around me and just like that, I don’t think I’ll ever breathe again. But to exist in a world absent of you, anyway? Why would I want to breathe then?

Today I am sad because it’s all that I know. There was a time, I think, before it. But I’ve learned to let that time go. And here now I sit, maybe stand if it aches, but I don’t move around too much because my heart likes to break. It’s easier now if I leave the fragments loose and scattered along the shore. Maybe if I close my eyes for a tiny bit longer, the world won’t exist anymore.

Today I am sad — and I’m letting it in. This darkness is sweeping through my mind. It’s rampant and brutal and, yeah, I knew this to be true. These shadows are savagely unkind. But do you know why I do this? Why do I feel it so hard? Why I let my misery seep down through my skin? Because when I feel it, I feel it, I don’t block it out. I open wide and I let it all in.

For today I am sad, this much we all know, but I also know something you don’t. Sure, today I am sad and it’s dragging me down, but tomorrow I know that it won’t. Tomorrow I’ll be hopeful. I’ll be wiser and sure. I’ll be ready to blow away any oncoming storm. Black holes cannot touch me if I’m clear of their horizon, I just needed its silence to mourn.

Because I will always be sad on some layer of mine, now that on this Earth you no longer are. Sadness, much like you, transcends that of time, it belongs to a dimension a little further than far. But that’s okay, because whilst my sadness won’t go, it does not mean that other feelings can’t arrive. It just means that the dinner table will be cold at misery’s end, but the other will be warm and loud and alive.

So.

Today I am sad, but the clock’s ticking on as the hours' inch nearer to midnight. And when the hand grazes twelve I will shake it all off, no more sadness for tomorrow — that’s light. In the sunrise, I’ll see you and then again around dusk, when the moon glistens down on my skin. I’ll be thinking of you but when was I not? — with every new day that decides to begin.