When I take a stroll
Down the street
From my thoughts I take a toll
My walk in the rain
It helps
It erases the pain
Washes away; my soul it cleans
A lot of people wonder why I love rain so much
They don't know what to me; it truly means.

like teardrops from the sky
or maybe the ones that flow from my left eye.
The development of photographs that don't exist
I don't think I can stand much more of this.*

*rain like teardrops from above
what caused this rain is most likely love.
A love for a child that couldn't be kept
a love so strong; you won't believe how I've wept

could I just
give you a warm embrace
or touch your beautiful face?

if I could
you *know I would.

can you not
continue being what I thought
you should've been all the years that I've sought?

.
  
I am
    bound by the
  belief that
     life,

with
  all of its
                           dark tunnels
                following tracks
                    of hurt  
   caused by someone who
    claims to
                       have cared,
    
         shorelines
          of empty promises
                                        vacant of any feeling
                      washing your dreams
into a sewer system
                      of nightmares
  
                 and
      
                     twisted stairways
of all that was shared      
               crumbling beneath
the weight of a
                      broken heart
                          
gets no better
than this,

        and I am
          ecstatic
       by the
          fact
                 that it

                                               eventually ends

photographs
taken
every second
as if trying to
beckon
me nearer
but the photos aren't developed
all the way
just the spots where the tears have landed
I'm sitting here crying my memories away

How can I be so
faulted?

When I say things and
trip
over my words.

When I try and make poems but my
writers block
gets in the way.

When I try and think
my thoughts
make Pandora's box's contents seem not so violent.

You ever have those awkward moments?
Well my friend, don't feel bad.
The one I just had was guaranteed to be much worse.