Tiny Dropplets of water
Falling high from the sky
somewhere i want to be
yet im stuck on this earth
Sitting out in the cold rain
is the only way of crying
an yet no one knowing it
even as blood runs off me
The tears being shed now
are that of true intense pain
one that even the night rain
might not be able to fix now
The yearning to be taken away
like rain moving over the plains,
not having to stay where one
doesnt wish to ever be any more
Feeling the rain upon my skin
as it slowly begins to soothe me.
i wish for it all to be a nightmare,
one which is gone when i awake
As the pain fades from the rain
all i can do now is move from here,
stronger an pray that all goes well
or am i merely dreaming again?
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