Raindrops
dripping on my
FACE
causeing me to sink
lower
.
.
.
.
and lower
in my sorrowful case
Raindrops
splashing on my things
due to the uncaring
inconsiderate lies

that i later realized

Raindrops
slinding on my cheeks
thinking of all the mistakes
that i made that week
Rainrops
drooping on my shirt
in reaction to the stinging hurt
Raindrops
just raining continously
coming out of me
sorrowfully
and slowly.....
in the mirror
i look at me
and see a broken soul..
frighten by life
but yet is aware of the beauty it holds
I touch my chest as if touching my heart
no feelin within
and i begin to wonder
what keeps me whole
and if this is me as a whole
why do i feel so empty
and unknowingly scold myself
time and time again
by forbidding any willing
soul to enter in....
I feel lonly
no friend by my side
Yes! i know the Lord , God, and Savior can spiritually cause the pain to rise
But.....is it wrong for me to desire
a soul in the flesh to help me open my eyes
to a unlonely life
where there is no need to fright
and be scared to end the day into the night alone
I know time is my friend
but it's taking too long for my happiness to began
my mind is going through a whirlwind
mixed of everlasting sorrow and pain
and constant rain i effortlessly drain
please make appear a untained consuming cloth to dry my river let in come in the form of a unharmful uncomtaminated self-willing compassionate soul that contains more
love then it can hold
...
tear i need not drain anymore
WHEN
WHEN
WHEN
will it end.....

again.....

patiently i'll wait
until my turns into my unclaimed

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