And it comes in waves...

[colombiangirl1]

Do you ever
Feel
The waves
Of sadness
Crashing in
On you?
How they come
So sublimely
At first
Through
Reading just a few
Of
Your own
Words
Then those
Waves
Inspire you
To write
Some more
Maybe
That's what
The sadness
Is for...

I have laughter
All day...
That's why
I stay at
That place...
The place
Where they
Pay me
To be sweet
And to laugh
On my feet...
And then, I return
To here
And read the things
I've written on other days

And it comes in waves...

Crashing in from these pages...
Where I have written the stages...
Of my life...
It's all recent happenings...
But some is rooted
In my past...
Things that are hard
To forget...

Things that I don't know
What to do with...