Rain Drops
Falling at night
Thunder and lightning
Making a fright
Drops Dripping
Down my window
Trapped in my thoughts
Wondering how far they'll go
That soothing sound
Of water on my window pain
Wishing there was sin
Could I stand the rain
Laying in my bed
Hearing all the noise
Hoping it will stop
Will God hear my voice?
It's been your Neighborhood black girl
And the only thing keeping me sane
Is when I lay down at night
And listen to the rain
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𝐏𝐎𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄•
PoetryA view into a young black girls world a collection of poetry.
