Legacy

A Flashback

I wake up.

Another day.

Another start.

Another dart

to throw at the parts

of life

full of strive.

I open my eyes

put on my disguise,

the smile painted

on a face, tainted,

until the day awaited

comes to the dawn

of the fawn

My numb heart,

the one I knew to part,

began to jump

when I felt a constant bump

in my meter of happiness.

I felt,

for the first time

in a long while,

an emotion;

a suspension;

a thought

of pure joy,

hope,

and serenity.

A person

stood before me

fighting a war

be

it large,

he would have to deal

with the needles of steel

being thrown at him.

I stood by,

watching his trust die,

his time fly,

with no sun in his sky;
mm
only rain.

He saw rain

as a drain

from feelings

and people's dealings

but I saw rain

as a beautiful thing.

I've always loved the rain

more than the sun

for the rain showed a cleansing;

drops tending,

and pieces mending.

A new start.

A new part.

A new dart.

The rain was my companion.

I saw its bitterness

as I saw it's tenderness.

I became friends with pain

as I saw no gain

from trying to fight its train.

For the longest time,

I questioned the time.

Four years.