Sadness Kills

A Poem by alex

I start to get better
my tears start to dry
but then sadness comes
and happiness waves goodbye
he says it's been a nice visit
and he really would have loved to stay
but sadness is more powerful than him
and he will try to come back someday
days become months and moths became years
nobody was there to dry my tears
I stopped talking and didn't say a word
I don't think my story would ever be heard
then I rounded up my suicidal supplies
my bottle of vodka and pills
I finally had the courage to write down my story
About how sadness kills