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Nov 2014
#18
Sadness tastes like the weather
And it's storming down here
The rain is flooding our hearts
And making it difficult for any new starts

I'm stuck in this tornado
Being tossed at everything I don't want to know
I'm getting sick
This isn't the life I wanted to pick

This golf ball sized hail
Is making my life feel like hell
Falling on everything I believe in
And turning it into something I cannot stand

The wind is pushing me in every direction
And making me feel too much emotion
It will ruin everything
All because I chose to feel something

In a few months
There will be a drought
I'll want to drop everything and run
But there will be no way out

I'm running in circles now
I just want to get better
But I don't know how
I don't think I can stand this any longer
Written by
Mariah Reagan
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