Sunday, May 3, 2009

Will the rain ever stop?


The rain is pouring torentiously

Beating hard on my battered body

Hiding the storm in my eyes

Obscuring my painEach drop blasted on the soil

Damping and soothing its thirst

But, to me each droplet

Contributed to the puddle of mudLike the disarray

I feel insideI look up to the skyAnd see only endless smog

The hue of the sun smeared in gray

My dreams lost in pitchblack

Like the weeds drowning in the deep puddle

How long can I survive?

Frustration tugging relentlessly at my arms

Drowning in ill-fate

Will the rain in my life ever stop?

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