Sometimes I feel like I could cry
But my eyes are bone-dry
Raising my head at the clouded sky
As I'm standing in the rain
A drop of water hits my face
Magically calming me
For it remembers me of You
All pain's gone and now I'm smiling too
YOU ARE READING
For the Broken
PoetryWhen I'm experiencing an emotional crisis I write poems. That's the only state of being in which I'm capable of producing anything like that. I post the better ones here. I hope my writings will help people feel like there is somebody out there who...
