melancholy dreams (Preview)

Downpour

Even on the most beautiful days, my heart feels a nonstop downpour.
The deluge swells up in my heart, and traps my lungs.
I can't breathe, I can't talk. I'm overwhelmed, how do I let out the pain?
How do you make rain stop?
Do I tell it to stop? Do i just drown in the continuous droplets of sorrow and anguish? Do i let it evaporate into non stop thoughts?
No matter how many candles I light, or books I read, the overwhelming feeling in my chest takes over me.
Then all over again, the rain cycle starts and the feeling of dispare caves in.
My heart is a stranded island with grim weathering.
Everyone I let in dies. I guess the downpour was too harsh on them.
Even when I love too much, I somehow pass the pain onto someone else.