Slowly, calmly, but it will kill.
Slowly, calmly yet it sadness comes in.
When it makes it in it goes deep and deeper within you it soaks its way all the way through.
Never to be removed, yet we try and try but it keeps spreading with no hope insight, like a virus.
We find the cure, slowly happiness slips back in.
Still no hope insight, sadness wins the fight with in.
Slowly we slip away, no hope insight.
Like a doormat we feel, walked on and used to only pleasant and used.
Sadness behind those eyes doesn’t show yet it will kill.
Sadness behind those eyes will kill.