Hey guys
Sorry I haven't been updating much. Tough things and lack of inspiration. Luckily, I have something today!
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Warm air
April showers
Raining down
Streets are flooded
Should get home
But not yet.
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What's wrong with me?
What the hell is wrong with me?
Why do I feel so empty?
What's with this ache in my heart?
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Warm drops
Soaking her hair
Running beneath her clothes.
She lets her hands drop
Her head drop
Her eyes drift shut
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I didn't use to be this way?
Why'd it change?
Why do I feel like giving up?
Why do I feel so tired.
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Water sloshes around her feet.
A lost umbrella drifts by
Set free by a careless hand.
She can't see the street.
She can't feel the breeze.
Just the rain.
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Her pack falls open
Millions of paper boats released.
Tumbling through the air
Drifting in the flooded road
Folded during those nights alone.
With mom and father off at work.
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She wants to grab them
What's the point?
She wants to save them.
They don't matter.
She watches them go.
Nothing matters.
A lump in her throat.
Not anymore.
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It hasn't rained in months
There's nobody in sight.
There's nothing so refreshing
No better place to cry.
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Scratching the Surface (Poems)
PoetryUPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood...
