Swirling thoughts  
Come to me
Wickedly spiraling 
The rage
Choking my memories 
In an
Attempt to express
Who is to blame
For my blemishes 

Then I remember
I am perfect the way I am.
Another song
To serenade my ego!

Serenade

Don’t get me wrong, I looooove the sunshine. 

I love the smell

the&nbsp;&nbsp;t a s t e 

the way it thaws my cheek bones and warms my shoulders 

But, these rainy days instill something deeper, calmer, even  
everyone is home; wherever that may be  
going about their lives
 listening to the same drizzly soundtrack