Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2014
And then the rain drenched my hands.
Looking up I saw the sun angry with me.
I was pelted with my past transgressions
but it's alright, it's cool, Every bad seed deserves to drown.
Francisco DH
Written by
Francisco DH  21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)   
346
   Leila
Please log in to view and add comments on poems