Somewhere out there in the pouring rain
I’ve buried my sorrows, the pities and pain,
nose pressed to the window glass, heaving a sigh.
Finally, to my tears I’ve said goodbye.
It’s lonely now not having them here,
the voids that drew my days from cheer.
It’s as if the emptiness completed me
in a way I can’t explain nor expect anyone to see.
Through my lips a fog blurs the world beyond,
my eyes staring at a reflection that won’t respond,
and I cast my gaze back down to my shoes
thinking of what I’ve done, all I have to lose.
The thickness of my sweater bears no use,
soft woolly blue sleeves hanging gentle and loose.
It’s as though the walls were down and doors wide
to let the chill, the damp of dusk, pour inside.
I shiver across from the light of the sun,
a depressed darkness behind me, my brown curls undone,
happiness slipping away beneath the narrow crevice
unable to accept this new feeling of blankness.
My mind sinks silently in follow of my heart,
distancing from the life I once knew, falling apart,
giving in slowly, painfully, to this freedom so grim,
but before I collapse, each time, I know I have him.
His affectionate lips to my ear, he understands,
hands on my waist, ready for my worst demands,
holding my fragile form with a care that has no end,
the sweet warmth of his breath promising to mend.
He stands behind me as I part from the storm,
my weary eyes closing as his touch quells the swarm.
Tears creep to my lashes feeling the release,
a soft rush of love, a caress of beautiful peace.
The griefs, the worries, the deep hole inside
Vanish in his embrace, the things I cannot hide,
because he knows, he hears, he feels my strain
to move on from the emotions that would hourly drain.
The aching loss in my stomach is replaced by his palm
blooming a bud of stillness, a pause so calm,
where my breathing holds and he exhales
sending a settling flow of heat while the firelight fails.
Such kind expression of adoration defeating my despair,
the forgiveness of his kiss, protection from this nightmare,
reminding me I can stand and carry on,
that through the dark, gloomy rain there will come a bright dawn.
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