A Sense of Sadness

There is a shadow,
A sense of sadness
Underlining my every move.

It keeps prevailing,
Never faulting,
It just won't go away.

These are happy times,
Danger days,
But happy times.

There isn't anything to be sad about.

And yet this feeling
Keeps persisting,
Like a storm on the horizon.

Foreboding, and yet
Comforting, and yet
Frightening.

Where has the happiness gone?
I am happy.
I am.

But the sadness lurks
Just underneath;
A shadow, a cloud.

There is a shadow,
A sense of sadness
Underlining my every move.