Attracted by sadness I step closer to the edge for just a moment, a sudden craving for a taste of tears lingering with the memories of salty bittersweet. It is not that I seek the solace of dark rooms and cloudy days nor do I crave the pain of being outcast from happiness and smiles. There is attraction in sadness reflected by a beautiful face, lost eyes searching for a non-existent reason, tears leaving a trail across solitary skin.
Sadness reflects such a deep emotion
deeper and deeper scraping away
underneath the skin of my very soul,
a reflected image of a part I stole
only for a while and to keep I may
if I find solace in such crazy notion.
Standing in shadows of such darkness
let me feel the pain you willingly share
within hasty words and in bitter tears,
I will not find comfort in your fears
but to step much closer I would dare
for a hidden taste of your sadness.