Tears of sky condescending down the land of dead
Pouring slightly on my forehead,
And I hear;
The humming of clouds
Whispering life back into my soul
I watch, as the leaves dance and the trees flail,
I wonder if you were, By my side
We'd dance in the rain,
Toe to toe and smile
The knocking of rain gets louder and louder
The banging of clouds against the sky
The echoing thunder strikes
And I dream; for you by my side
I stand alone, in the shower of guilt
Wishing it would wash away,
what we did
Letting my screams out
I call your name
I hear only; The sound of rain
YOU ARE READING
" A Burnt Diary ".
Poetry"When you don't know what to do, Look up the sky and ask why it's blue".
