There is nothing better than a walk in the rain
while your heart is heavy and you’re aching in pain.
Feeling the cold raindrops pitter-patter upon your skin,
as your own warm teardrops are running from cheek to chin.
And there is nothing like smelling the scent of the rain
to ground yourself as you begin to fall into despair again.
Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 4:44 AM UTC
The burning fire rises within my chest and makes me want to scream;
at both everything you took from me and all you left me with – they are two extremes.
You took away my innocence, purity, my entire childhood,
broke me into pieces and took as much of me as you could.
Now I am left powerless in a pit of despair, and I don’t feel alive,
completely immersed in a lake of despondency, I can barely survive.
Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 10:45 PM UTC