Compulsion

A poem about selfishness. The conflict of personal wants and responsibility to family.

Sadness has been brought on to me.
I am the one to deliver.
To be alone is to find peacefulness.
To be alone is to be alone.
Sadness -- Cold -- Dark
Is this what is desired.
Exhaustion -- Loud --  Relentless
Why can it not be controlled?
Do not decide with compulsion.
This much is obvious.
The life is not mine.
I will smile.