such and such

there's such sadness caught in the air
you can feel how it rests
how it weights down your breath
how it cuts in your flesh
and then seeps in the wound
heavy and black:
the tar of human feelings.

there's such allowance, such acceptance
for this sea of sad faces
hiding tired, overwhelmed minds
roaming around aimlessly
wondering where they went wrong,
such barren souls:
carcasses devoid of life and meaning.