Tears dripping down my soul
filling pockets full of sorrow
clenching hands, day-to-day
and tomorrow.
Does she have to go
are you okay -
No… no…
I’m just waiting… for the rain to stop
- inside…
She doesn’t have to know,
So I’ll say goodbye, and then
I’ll be fine…
Wonderfully expressed... thanks.
ReplyDeletethis leaves a rather heavy feeling in the pit of my chest...
ReplyDeleteSuch sadness, and I know what it feels like to rain on the inside. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteWell written! I like the flow although it was sad.
ReplyDeleteThe is a sad poem, but nicely written
ReplyDeletethat rain inside is the worst feeling ever. Hurts so much, we think we'll never get over it.
ReplyDeleteAll very well put here to tug the olde heartstrings.
From me, Jannie -- a OneStopPoetry initiate today
We hide our tears for the benefit of both.
ReplyDeleteNice piece, David. :)
i kinda feel morose through reading this...but this isnt a complaint..it means your words have been so good that they expressed a tangible feeling..cheers pete
ReplyDeleteI’m just waiting… for the rain to stop
ReplyDelete- inside…
Those words really grabbed me.
Well expressed sharing of loss.
ReplyDeletethe pain of love spoken in words of truth
ReplyDeletefunny how we fight love...
xoxox
Jess