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Ntsika H Sep 2015
Things are different now.
I thought pain was the only healer of wounds.
I thought that, a few moments would make me feel better.
I thought that being away from you would do me some good.

Change is inevitable.
Pain is incredible, at this moment.
I'm enraged by happiness.
How can anyone smile, with this pain I'm carrying?
Why does the world have to be so happy, when I'm sad?
Why is everything going alright for everyone, but me?

These rhetorical questions are just as rhetorical as the actual question.
Do you love me?
Ntsika H Jun 2017
She had a blue smile
A smile that sparkled rays of sunlight
A smile that giggled rainbows, shades with an endless forever of sunshine.

But, she wore sadness like a dark sky
She cried clouds of tears
And her fears pierced the sky like lightning.

Loud, and quick.

Like lightning, she made a sound moments later, but her actions struck at the speed of light, leaving nothing but a trail of her brokenness.

There's days when she'd rage cubicles of ice, and even under my umbrella, I was never safe. I found solace indoors, away from her.

I remember visiting her.
I had to put on a raincoat, and hide under my umbrella.

We used to share an umbrella, Rihanna.
No matter the weather, we would still walk on sunshine.
We would take breaks, somewhere under the rainbows, and our shadows were always behind us, but her shadow consumed her, and now she hails with torment, with winds travelling at speeds of depression, and this forecast is done by one who had her heart like it was his only possession.

This storm, classified as hurricane "I've never seen this before" with predictions of "I wish I could save you."

The weather man is telling me to stay indoors until it passes, but I can't stand to see her pass with the storm......

With a trail of destruction behind her, under the rubble... you'll find me... collateral damage .....

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