Dopamine and Serotonin
met underneath the cherry tree.
They always met so far away.
Sadness took their place,
but I can't even have that anymore.
They come back just in time
for the sadness to drop me.
Pushed over the edge,
forced to fly away.
I left the sadness behind,
but did I really have to?
Without it,
Dopamine and Serotonin
no longer have meaning.
What is a world without its troubles?
Everything will come back,
but not without these.
I can't go back, yet even now,
I miss emotions,
good and bad.
I came back for the sadness,
and I learned one thing.
Sadness pushes you over the edge,
teaching you to fly.
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Author:
Screaming goat (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Wow. I'ma be real that last line was KILLERRR! I was honestly expecting this to stay "gloomy" from beginning to end but what you've written is so true. Sadness is the one that makes us reflect on our lives and choose to either "fly" or "remain the same." Wonderful.
Thank you!
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