I just can't do this anymore.
Im afraid to message you
check in on how you've been
why do I feel an intangible line
drawn between us at times
when the thickening clouds
begin to rain down proud
my heart beats with every drop
as if trying to communicate
with the nature of it's own disaster
drowning but I still try to mask her
the emotion that still haunts me
holding me back from the wind
I just need the waves of the wind
to wash away the clouds of my sins
so that I can fly from my kin