On a lonely, lonely day,
I left my heart a tad bit
too open.
The rain didn't appeal to me,
as it always did.
I fought with a mass of people,
those including myself.
A hazy, distorted state of mind,
all because I forgot
to guard my heart well.
On this trying day,
I picked up my pen
and bled out
alphabets.
The words stayed,
when everything else didn't.
Hours and 200 odd words later,
the heart left,
was a little lighter.
On this lonely, lonely day,
I left my heart a tad bit
too open.
But poetry stayed,
being the friend
I never knew I had.
And the rain,
felt like the gift
I never said
thank you to.
On a lonely, lonely day.
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