God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: It is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world. C.S. Lewis
Random sadness cannot be shaken
or filled up with things that may have worked before
food or drink,
distractions of children,
or even photography.
Random sadness, following me
like a weight on my neck and shoulders.
Sleep, my usual solace only brings bad dreams.
I cannot run from this
which will be my constant companion today.
1 Nov 08