Christina A. Sharik

I AM… SADNESS

I am Sadness.
I cannot cry.
I saved a few –
I saw some die…
I feel alone.
I may be Here
but I’m not Home.
I am Sadness…
my heart is Sore
I still see them
in dreams of War.
I sometimes smile –
you think I’m fine
but I’ll remember
for all of time.

©Copyright September 2000 by Christina A. Sharik

Author’s Note: For All Medical Personnel