Forecast Says Rain
π
Rain
Drenched
My Clothes,
Spirit
And my
Mind.
Heavy,
Soggy
And
Depressed...
Those Are the words
I used to describe...
My Emotions Dripping away
My Pride.
Mourning for Sunshine
To Dry up my wet Dignity...
Within this time I can not see the world withclear eyesight. ο»Ώ The Rain Hurts My Eyes. ο»Ώ βWhy can't I Run, or maybe find a place to hide?β
I heard the only way to escape the precipitation:
You have to
Go Through
The Rain
In order to
Come out!
About the Creator
HandsomelouiiThePoet (Lonzo ward)
β Public Diary, of an Urban LGBTQ Poet
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