Sometimes Sad Is Very Big. It's Everywhere. All Over me

Sometimes Sad Is Very Big. It's Everywhere. All Over me

You woke up and your energy is all drained. You feel like just lying there, wishing to just lie there in eternity. The sun beams off warmness, but yet you feel so cold. The birds are singing in harmony while silence fills your ear. You move slowly as time passes by. Everyone is putting the extra touches on their outfits while the mirror stares back at you, waiting for a glance from you. Cars honk while you flinch from the softest sound, the sound that reminded you of the happiness that's no longer there. Sadness is swallowing your soul whole slowly as if the torture wasn't enough. The suffer seems to repeat itself in a cycle, a cycle you can't get yourself out of. It's not over. It'll get better, but it's okay to be sad. Being sad is part of our nature. I'l admit it for myself. Sometimes sad is very big. It's everywhere. All over me.