Rainfall

I was in Debate Class...Mrs/ Krissy doesn't like me on the computers anymore b/c I post stuff here in her class but now I'm in 7th period science & this computer's in the corner behind some lockers so Mrs. Joni cannot see me! HA! Anyway It's a sad poe

Rain falls down on me,

Clear drops weighing me down.

From the moody gray sky,

Down to the ground.

 

Feels icy cold & wet,

On my bare, pale skin,

Which is burning like fire,

From the rage within.

 

It's slowly consuming me.

It won't just let me go.

Or release it's iron grip,

It's steel-like hold.

 

And as the raindrops,

Are cascading down on me,

My tears fall with them,

But nobody can see.

 

Written by,

Elizabeth Ann McClure

(copyrighted)

Author's Note

=[ if it doesnt flow for now, Im in school right now but class is about to let out. I'll look at it more when I get home...c u in a few mins! ^^

Reviews

[None]

I can see the visuals from the story you paint here. Great writing!

[ehschick]

very good.your better then me at writing poems. :)

[Rosary]

it could use a little more flow but its still a good piece

I like this. It does flow. I like how you compare the rain to the rage. This is a great piece!