When Sadness Moves in
Nov 6 · 1 min read
A poem about grief
Our walls can no longer hold laughter,
like they always have done before.
But instead, it’s like sadness
decides to move in,
and then quietly closes the door.
Grief is a quiet intruder,
who will show up whenever he will.
And the silence that’s left,
when their eyes close in…

