 | The rain falls hard from the sky,
Just like the tears streaming from my eyes.
The leaves fall upon the cold ground,
Cold as your ugly heart.
The wind blows hard across the vast land,
Hard just like the blow from your fist.
The ocean is blue, the clouds are black,
Just like the colors of my broken body
The lightning strikes the ground hard,
Just like the knife to my chest.
The silence falls upon deaf ears,
Just like my pleas when I am finally put to rest.
Submitted by Kelsie |  |