A Tearless Sadness

It happens sometimes

A force arrives that reminds me I am nothing

Barely living, barely contributing to the world, barely even existing

A force that says I’m an inconvenience

It makes the energy leave a room whenever I enter

Makes me realise my presence on this planet makes everyone I know suffer

It makes me feel like my insides are being forever pulled downwards

Even when it stops it eventually comes back

A shadow hangs over me, in front of me, behind me, beside me

Makes one feel helplessly depressed

Convinces me the world would be better if it didn’t involve me

Sleep becomes the only thing close to solace, and even that solves little

Even words of comfort and compliment from others could be well disguised lies

Relief, though not permanently, would be given if tears to match the thoughts would flow

But for some reason, they never come