Waiting For The Rain
The pain I feel,
Confusing.
I can feel it,
Coursing through.
I can feel it.
Penetrating deep.
I can see it,
Blue,
Not red.
I can hear it,
Only sometimes.
Sometimes,
It blinks.
Sometimes,
It smiles.
When I forget,
It reminds me.
When I try to forget,
It deprives me.
When I try to cry,
The well empties.
Hopeless I wait.
Maybe the next rain,
May cheer me up.
