Pitter patter pitter patter
Of each drip drip drop
As it ricochets off my window panes
Or glances by my door
The gurgling and chugging
Ushered from my rooftop
Moving with a purposeful haste
As if a finish line it seeks out
To which it will be graded with a score
Their lanes help subdivide them
Into a mini-highway system
Flowing and gushing through
As the droplets begin to pour
This marvelous eco system
Running with high efficiency
A pedestrian in their Water World
Sauntering, I take my tour
These waterways and fountains
Are the perfect camouflage
With their help I shield my pain
To the world outside my door
With so many falling drops
Hiding from others all my tears
And no need to hold them back
My life has happiness no more
Dewy drops from sky above
And moisture pods from eyelets too
An endless storm of paindrops fall
Forever lost what was before
Without effort, cast your chill
These scattered thoughts - I am confused
A lightning bolt I caught for you
But you had seen it all before
Nothing fancy; nothing new
Like fresh cut grass with morning dew
And so my Paindrops fell for you
But you don't want me anymore
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
Pitter patter pitter patter
Of each drip drip drop
As it ricochets off my window panes
Or glances by my door
The gurgling and chugging
Ushered from my rooftop
Moving with a purposeful haste
As if a finish line it seeks out
To which it will be graded with a score
Their lanes help subdivide them
Into a mini-highway system
Flowing and gushing through
As the droplets begin to pour
This marvelous eco system
Running with high efficiency
A pedestrian in their Water World
Sauntering, I take my tour
These waterways and fountains
Are the perfect camouflage
With their help I shield my pain
To the world outside my door
With so many falling drops
Hiding from others all my tears
And no need to hold them back
My life has happiness no more
Dewy drops from sky above
And moisture pods from eyelets too
An endless storm of paindrops fall
Forever lost what was before
Without effort, cast your chill
These scattered thoughts - I am confused
A lightning bolt I caught for you
But you had seen it all before
Nothing fancy; nothing new
Like fresh cut grass with morning dew
And so my Paindrops fell for you
But you don't want me anymore
Written: March 3, 2018
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