BALLS OF SADNESS

Life is never, ever
what you want it to be.
Memories of sadness
hang around every corner
like balls of light on the street lamps,
lighting the way
to where you never wanted to go,
the bowels of depression
and the tears that never end,
just one big ball of crying
and not wanting to know anything else,
because when all you know is pain,
why would you ever want to move?

Copyright Š2006 Ashi Shadow 8/18/06 on Memories of Katie (kind of)
Picturing balls of sadness hanging on street lamps. When looked at, make you sad, make you remember memories. Reminders of things. Standing on corners. Walking on sidewalks, on bridges that cross rivers and such.

other version:
Life is never, ever
what you want it to be.
Memories of sadness
hang around every corner
like balls of light on the street lamps,
bringing up memories lighting the way
to where you never wanted to go,
the bowels of depression
and the tears that never end,.
just one big ball of crying
and not wanting to know anything else,
because... when all you know is pain,
why would you ever want to move?