Wednesday, August 3, 2011

mud and rust

the rain suddenly started.
it started to cry for me.

all of those tears that I held back
now pouring on endlessly...
bubbling with emotion,
what I attempt to control inside.

it soothes the heat,
the saddened plants,
thankful for this overflow
from the sky

Nature can express
this sentimental drought.

she takes the lead from my heart
and goes on as to not tempt me
into what I should not do.
she takes this as her duty
to relieve me of my demons.

my demons float on by
like puffy gray clouds in the sky.

I need not worry,
they are so transient.
they'll linger no more
than five minutes.

rain, rain, stray away
is the only way my mind
can keep my anger at bay.

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