the dark cloud of
the suppressed emotions i had
flooded over the city of
my heart,
my soul,
my body.
then all the
thunderclouds started
pouring down rain
in the middle of the day.
i fled for shelter
to hide from the salty rain,
getting my face soaked
on the way to my hideout.
collapsing on the ground,
safe and sound
away from everyone,
i was still getting poured on.
but this time
it was only my cheeks
that were getting rained on.
i think the thunderstorms
and rainclouds
are tired of the drought
that rolls from your lips.
