Sadness
Poor you
Your brain is broken
A prisoner locked in darkness
No one to touch you, to love you
Imprisoned inside your sallow skin, what is this depression?
Someday a light may shine, warm that coldness
That dispirited self may cease
Like a great rising you will overcome and repair the brokenness
But the dispirited self may be what you will always be
That is a sadness for me too
For my heart wants you to feel my touch, my nurturing love
I'll hold on as long as can be, and hope the sadness dies for you and me