There are times when sadness creeps in,
filling the space that love left empty.
Such emotional bruises do not disappear.
On the surface they may fade,
but deeper than physical bruises
of muscle and tissue, they remain.
War-torn, we succumb to affliction,
as it lures us deeper and deeper inside,
It paralyzes us. It pushes the world out.
We fill our days with nonsense
to avoid the stab, until we can tear
desolation from our heart, to seek
sunlight again. Sadness may have
its place, but it must not win the conflict,
when pain cuts deep into our lives.