Sadness

• Taren Presland, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2016

Sick of wiping tears from my eyes.
I guess I just wish they could see how damaged I am inside.
Instead I hide it all away,
Until I see you one last time,

For the times I was lost,
you were there to look for me.
Will you believe me when I say I love you more than anyone,
Will you trust me when I say,
this time I have to let you go.

I finally see a light.
A light so bright and bold.
I finally come out of the shadows.
Into the light I go.