This emotion is invalid.

You can feel the cloak dipped in sadness closing in.

Drips of toxic despair fall on your yellow skin as you scratch away at the blue.

Melancholy holds you in its arms ever so gently

until darkness makes itself at home.

 

We all just want to be loved.

We all just want to be held.

Embrace the sadness,

it’s an emotion like you and I.