That day the sky shed droplets;
Of throb, ache and grief.
Fallen like bright livid hails;
Everywhere I see.
It gave me scars and bruises;
And cuts not too deep.
I saw the ground beneath me;
Scattered pain unseen.
But I ought to assemble;
What's left to be seen.
Bristles of hurt and sadness;
I leaned to take in.
Dimming all hopes and roses;
All imagined tales.
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 2:15 PM UTC
That day the sky shed droplets;
Of throb, ache and grief.
Fallen like bright livid hails;
Everywhere I see.
It gave me scars and bruises;
And cuts not too deep.
I saw the ground beneath me;
Scattered pain unseen.
But I ought to assemble;
What's left to be seen.
Bristles of hurt and sadness;
I leaned to take in.
Dimming all hopes and roses;
All imagined tales.
