Sadness

It’s not depression
in the clinical sense
but a sadness
that’s washed over me

A combination of
grey skies
darkening days
and a lack of time
spent with my son
who’s being raised
by a woman who’s
easily influenced
by others

It’s the melancholy
of loneliness
due to lack of
contact with a slender
female body
that I crave
the way I used to
long for a shot of
potent smack

It’s not hard
to get out of bed
and I don’t want
to blow my brains out

It’s just a sadness
that will pass
as it always has before