A Reason is Not Required
Unhappiness does not need justification.
Sometimes, sorrow settles like dust,
And though you try to seal the cracks,
It just keeps spilling in.
At the base of your window well,
Beneath your bed,
Within your closet,
And in your head.
Sometimes, sorrow settles like dust,
And though you try to seal the cracks,
It just keeps spilling in.
At the base of your window well,
Beneath your bed,
Within your closet,
And in your head.