Rain On Me

Rain On Me

A Poem by The Flawed

 

With just one phone call she broke my heart,
She killed the mother of my chilled.
I didn’t cry, I didn’t plead,
As, she took herself away from me.
 
I wish I wasn’t I, so I could laugh at me,
I wish I wasn’t I, so I could cry for me.
 
Her little words came through the phone,
Like daggers and swords, through my bones,
I didn’t cry, I didn’t plead,
As, she took herself away from me.
 
 
Wish I could turn back the time to when I could see,
That I would kill for her,
And she would die for me.
“She used to die for me.”
 
I wish my heart were free,
Wish it would rain on me,
I wish she was here with me,
I want to cry for me,
Let it rain on me,
Lord, let it rain on me.
 

© 2010 The Flawed


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For the Lord loves everyone. He will Rain on you, are you willing to shed the old, the abused, the used, the old self? Bringing your toils, snares, troubles to him and he can do that. ... Not trying to be preachy here but more or less this is my response to what is written, i hear this in my spirit. THe person being spoke of is loved, needs to love and is loving he/she needs a break in old things so the old can pass away to make room for the new! Good Write! Spoke to me deep inside.

Posted 15 Years Ago


There's alot of suffering in this write.Its heartbreaking to think of the mother of your child being taken away from you.I think you did a really good job translating those emotions. This touched me heart, really really great job.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This read like a song. A forlorn abused thing, sad and beautiful.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well done.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Rain.. this makes me think of an old song..this agony of someone leaving ..you will never find yourself alone in it .. but you will always think you are.. but it alright to be a storm..cry , suffer .. than write..

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

you use such a lyrical form.. a heartbreaking subject, and it feels intensely intimate

this line - Her little words came through the phone, / Like daggers and swords, through my bones

that one is the big one for me.. precise and exactlng

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I love this one, This is awesome!
I can feel these as song lyrics.
A very well writen emotional piece here.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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