The rain always tells me a sad story
but it's my favorite of them all
about a kid that cried inside the womb
of the mother's hug of warmth
of a friend that tried to be better
but the world had proved them wrong
telling me that I'd soon be okay
with a sad smile that broke
with the quivering voice of a thunder
as the waves drowned me in storms.
This was my very first entry on Hello Poetry
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Poetic Intersections
PoetryHello, poetry. If you ever visit the website called Hello Poetry, then most of my finished work is published in there, I will leave the link below, https://hellopoetry.com/defeatedsuperhero
