Sadness
Sadness
It comes in waves.
It ebbs to the point you think
you can move on again,
and then without warning it crashes
down on you with even greater
strength than before.
It snickers and laughs,
as It drags you down into the cold
and lifeless dark.
You can fight, at first.
But after hours of the unrelenting assault
you realize that your will has worn down,
your resolve has dissolved,
eroded away by the never
ending crash of the waves.
Ground down to the finest sand and then,
at that lowest point, you give in.
You let It close over your head
and slip into blissful emptiness.
As you slide, at last, beneath the waves
of It you smile as calm steals over you.
"Almost over,"
you say to yourself,
"Soon there will be no more pain,"
but It only sneers at you
and as you lie on the bottom of It
you find that despite how much you want It,
how much you wish to just curl up and wither
away It won't let you.
It laughs at the look on your face
when you realize it was all for nothing.
All the effort, all the work,
all the time spent amounts to utterly nothing,
but pain and hurt. And then It has you,
for the rest of what feels like forever.
But you tell yourself again,
like you did when the words came at first.
"Nothing lasts forever."
Written after my first brake up, one of many more to come.