dancing in the rain

A Poem by iamone15

I take this bottle of pills and wash it down with the cheapest booze
money can buy, In hopes it will dull this pain I feel inside. When they
are all but gone I feel the pain is still there. A new day comes and it
feels like my soul, Dark and empty. The clouds come the lightning
flashes and the smell of the hot summer rain is in the air. As I sit
and wait for the rain a flood of memories fill my mind. Could I have
some how change the past? undo the wrongs? Will I ever feel whole again?
I truly loved once but that seems so long ago and there word love now
seems to sting with pain. I lost someone close to my heart there death
still a haunting reminder of things in life that do change. Oh this
aching heart of mine wont you let me be? As the rain begins to fall I
sense a change brewing in the air. I begin to dance yes I danced in the
rain. Its drops washed over me like a gentle hand creasing my face with
its healing powers. The day had begun to set and on its eve a new day
began to dawn and with it new hopes and dreams arose from its depths.