Serotonin drops

As my serotonin drops
The sad song lifts my soul
Carries me farther to stars
I’m stuck between sleep and feeling alone

Will I miss just a moment?
It’s rowdy in my little head
I stir every night
Thinking about death

Beauty is so sad
But why is sadness beauty?
I cry when there is joy
And laugh when I am unhappy

Winter makes me feel alive
While everyone is cold and dead
Summer is sometimes too bright for me
I sit in quiet dark rooms instead

Poetry pierces the edges of my soul
And my heart is content with the cry
Beauty and pain are one in the same
and I would rather be alone tonight

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