Sadness Blossoming Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sadness blossoming in my head, taking my heart on a solo journey through space, feeling emptiness take hold and not let me go.
Apprehensive, fearful, yet willing to leave myself behind and
follow grief wherever it will lead me.
Knowing there is nothing in life except an ending of it's total abandonment.
Such is the way for someone with talent, they are shunned and
locked out of places they really care to go.
Thrown away and left behind, no more hurt to wreck their souls.