What is this feeling
Why does it tiptoe into my mind every night
On the pillow cushioning my head
As the gravity pulls me in
Conscience becomes so apparent
As if to say I’m here
Like that one night stand you regret
When your bed is smaller
Pushing against you
Spooning you
No is not a response
You have to accept it
Sadness won’t leave you alone
Sadness is home
It is here to stay