Today Was A Good Day To Be Sad

I was sad today. Just because.

I needed to be. Nothing alarming.

That’s the reason. Nothing tragic.

This is common. Nothing dramatic.

That’s what scares me. Nothing in particular.

This is the point. Nothing peculiar.

I drive myself crazy. Nothing spectacular.

This never happens. Nothing bizarre.

This is maddening. Nothing overwhelming.

This escapes me. Nothing incriminating.

I’m the culprit. Nothing painful.

This is unfair. Nothing tempestuous.

I’m hiding out. Nothing extraordinary.

Maybe tomorrow.