Last night it rained
Everything came storming on my little head.
Cracks in the ceiling and puddles on the floor.
Weeping and curling my chest to my knees.
I mastered melancholy long ago
Nights my room was full of fogging clouds.
Nights I had hoped someone would mourn over my
Breathing body.
Mornings my body had drowned in nonexistent water.
And no one even knew.