Your Absence

What do I do with all this sadness?

Since you left I carry it with me always 

I wear it every morning when I wake up

And tuck it safely under my pillow at night

At daylight I toss it around 

Package and repackage it 

I rinse it with my never ending tears. 

It has become heavier with time 

Less visible but bigger 

My arms hurt

My heart even more. 

I put it down for a minute 

Hoping for a break 

I dress it up like a beautiful fairy 

Or a hilarious clown 

I conceal it with magic. 

I have become a master of transformation 

Of my sadness 

From your absence.