I used to love
The sound of rain
On the roof, on the grass
It was oh so calming
Now, it falls in time
With my heart beat
Just making it hurt
Just a bit more every single day
It is so torturous
Something I used to love
Bringing me oh s o much pain
It feels like,
Someone pokes me
When rain falls
I should probably get to sleep
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aruma - naked thoughts
PoetrySometimes, written words are a way to release thoughts that you'd never have the courage to say out loud to others. Real and true poetry. These are free-verse because, sometimes, feelings are so raw that they're not meant to rhyme, and that's okay!
