Weaving sadness into beauty, as only Candice can ❤
Sadness should never be more familiar than peace
Yet some days it is as if
Snow felted the house with only one emotion
And try as you might, the loneliness of your life envelopes
I have never found a remedy for that blue note
Striving to exorcise an unsettled icing of grief
Telling myself this too will pass
Somehow strikes false
For isolation
Looking out at the great cleave of land
Stretching as far as the eye can make out
One can say does not have to be sad
Yet if the majority of days you wake in silence
Wondering how you missed the full house
What happened to cast your dice alone?
Where from your earliest memory you shared space with emptiness
You may look at others with full lives and wonder how
But it is a language you never learned
The discipline of togetherness or choice to be…
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