I have learned to ignore the Sadness.
The sea of tears that drowned my heart no longer exists, now only a barren wasteland waits.
From time to time a small river flows into the dessert… But it is lost in the Vastness of the dry useless valleys that once sparkled with life…
And no-one notices…
They have also learned to ignore their sadness
Disguised into madness… and labeled.
I know that sometimes their tears also flow
But quickly dried in the heat of life
And their own picture show
That fades in to so many shades
Where there used to be waves
Of emotions.
