Poems And Ramblings

1) The Rain {Poem}

The rain rang out in laughter as if to represent my day
Torment fueled me as I drug the razor, and willed the pain to go away
The physical balances the mental, as the world around me decays
I feel the need to explain myself, though that's what got me here in the first place

I walk the streets solemn and bare, but still jump at every sign of life
They say words can't hurt, but they sting like a knife
The problem is that they can't listen, and for that they don't know my strife
They call me too broken and not good enough to be a wife

But the rain still drowns me and crumpled my walls
They think they can guess my worth like a pair of shoes at the shoppin mall
I'm a tumbling ball of despair and there's no one to catch my fall
I guess the weather makes me see that I'm not happy at all

A/n:
I wrote this while on a road trip and I was stuck in my own mind. I find that writing is a good outlet for me. I hope you enjoyed! Until next time,

~Rachel :)

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