You told me not to be sad
When the rain starts pouring,
I should dance and enjoy
Under the rain.

So that's what I did,
Dancing to the beat of the taps
As the rain falls,
Remembering you.

But you were like the rain,
Just when I'm in the heights of my emotions,
Just when I was falling hard for you,
You stopped, left.

You left me cold and wet,
You know,
You could have been
The arms that wrapped me tight.

I can't let go
of the pieces
I pick up every one
like my life depended on it
because
what remains is
all that shaped me
I am broken by
my own means
and perhaps
that is the art of
shattering what kills me
piece by piece.

Is it possible
For a soul
To be untouched
By free will?
So they're kinder
Towards us struggling
To keep our heads
Above water.
Instead,
They are the hands
That hold us under.
We drown,
They smile
And life goes on.