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In the middle of nowhere,
With arms raised to the skies,
A clear blue sky rests up above.
But it’s raining from the eyes,
Emotion pours like water,
With screams that none can hear,
As the pain becomes a tidal wave,
That grows with every tear.
 
 
Silence seems to surround,
Yet there’s a whisper in the breeze,
A voice softly saying,
By love your heart is freed,
His screams echo back to him,
Memories that seem to taunt,
And as he closes his eyes to see,
It’s the here and now that haunts.
 
 
Love abides inside the heart,
Through silence it still survives,
The screams are for his empty arms,
Until another heart decides,
Long grass flutters with the breeze,
Made to dance by the wind,
Storm clouds swiftly invade the sky,
But did the storm already begin.
 
 
Lightning flashes and thunder roars,
The daylight soon turns to dark,
Rain softly begins to fall,
Will the storm leave any mark,
Anguished cries that no one hears,
Pain hidden so none can see,
And thinking of my reflection,
This morning was that me.
 
 
Water soon runs in rivulets,
Down the up-turned face,
It seems the raindrops make him feel again,
Though he tires of their taste,
His arms grow weak and tired,
Tired of only holding air,
His screams the voice of loneliness,
But does anybody care.
 
 
The clutter seems to melt away,
To reveal the things living inside,
Love a beacon through the night,
On it’s existence this heart relies,
And as the storm passes,
Stars light the night time sky,
Though we might be soaking wet,
Love still lives in these blue eyes.

March 1st, 2017

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