Rain

by Haylie   Sep 28, 2006


Walking late at night
in a tank top and jeans
in the middle of the road
with the guidance
of just a street light
i kick up the rain
following a path i cant see
looking out
through a curtain of dripping hair
letting tears and rain mingle
feeling the cold sink in
till my skin no longer feels
and my blood is just trickeling
and im curling up in a puddle
waiting...wishing to drown
in the rain
and let the pain runaway
with the streams of water
around me

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  • 17 years ago

    by Rocky

    Your poems are so dark that i can taste the pain. especially this one