Rain

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Rain hits the windows harshly.

The world is angry.

Lighting flashes across the sky in vibrant color.

Thunder roars louder than a lion.

My heart is silent.

No noise comes from this body.

I lay on the ground and take it all in.

I almost don't believe the news.

But I know in my heart it's true.

That's what hurts the most.

I can't hold it in any longer.

I need to tell someone about it.

I scream my grief at the sky.

The sky flashes in reply.

It seeks to calm me.

I will not be calmed.

I need to scream.

I need to let it all out.

I will scream till I have no voice.

Why can't this be over?

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