Rain rain don't go away
Please wash away my tears
Please make way
For me to to tremble in my fears

Suffocate me a little
I want to drown
I feel belittled
I don't wear a golden crown

Mine is all rusty
Due to your refreshing liquid
Helped by a wind so gusty
Honestly thought I'd be livid

Livid at who?
Maybe myself because the Lord knows how much I've thrown it all away
Can't be livid at him Can't be livid at you crashing sounds of droplets carried me at my lows
Never leaving a stray

I love how sad you make me feel
Happiness floods when I can't hear my thoughts
Thoughts so true, so real
Thoughts that create doubts

Rain rain don't go away
I love not thinking about him
I like it when you stay
Maybe the other girl's name is Kim

Is she pretty?
Kind?
Don't feel any pitty
I wouldn't mind

You know I'm reminded
Every single day
With my teeth grinded
That maybe I won't stay this way

Sad, broken, feeling left out
Feeling too much, too less
Not enough, or too about
Someday but for now it's a mess

It was an uneven cut.
The type of cut you just know is going to heal badly.
You don’t care about how it will look.
You’re just happy it heals, at last.

It healed.
It didn’t look good.
Just happy
    - It healed.

I didn’t realise it could re-open.

Same place.
Different shape.

Good evening, it seems
I’m swept away by the rhythm of my own awareness
A memory of that day lingers—
you greeted me,
while I blushed.

Days slip into days,
time trickles through minutes,
feelings once faint and unclear—
now you knock,
awakening me when everything is weary.

At ten o’clock,
I write of you
in verses that never find their end.
I pen the final paragraph on a page titled feeling
not knowing why I was in such a rush—
unaware I was falling
into a darkness that never truly forms.

Just one reason:
I’m trying to heal
from the pain that—once again—has pained me.

My scars re-open,
Every time I hear your name,
I wish that they would just heal.