SADNESS MY CLOSEST ALLY

The streets here are paved with the hurt 

My clothes drenched in inadequacy 

I never know how I end up here

but I know the surroundings far too well

I’ve memorized the street signs,

the timing of the changing of stop lights

There’s something about the taste

of the air

when visiting a place of familiarity 

A forgotten comfort

In falling back into past ways

I’m a regular at the cafe 

Sadness tends to welcome you as one if its own

like that

Get to know your habits

the things that you care about

and it befriends them

It becomes your closest ally 

Someone you can trust with your 

tears

Whenever I leave, I know it was never to trust

Yet, I’ve always had a hard time letting go

of old friends