"Drip Drop"

When you get so caught up in life that you don't notice how much everything has changed

“Drip Drop”

By: Nicholas Lake

Drip, drop, the water rolls down they gracefully hit the ground without a single sound,

now the puddle me it surrounds, to the water I’m bound,

it makes my mind go round, I tumble down.

Falling down to my knees, begging for the sounds to seize.

Drip, drop, I feel a cold winter breeze. I shiver, and quiver, and feel a sick feeling in my liver. The pain they did deliver, cold as winter, it started pouring.

It started to clear, but it wouldn’t leave my ear...Drip, Drop is all I could hear.

Oh that sound, that sound I fear. The rain stopped the puddle started to clear,

but that sound that sound, kept me from noticing anything disappeared.

My feeling were smeared. The puddle is gone, but the sound I still hear all day long, without pause.

Drip, drop, drip, drop. It is driving me insane, there is no change, the sound is so plain. Drip, drop I wish it would stop, back to the floor I drop.

I look down and notice the puddle is gone, and it has been gone for so long.

My feet aren’t wet, my knees are dry, then I stopped….there was no sound no drip, drop.

Was it me who wouldn’t let the sound go. I stood up, and looked around confused.

Where did the storm go what is this light so bright, my puddle disappeared, it felt so weird.

I looked around and smiled, there was nothing not a sound.

My hands and feet were bound, but I’m free now. I started to walk and look around. Everything used to be dark, but now it all had a beautiful brightening mark.

From that day forth the world will I have looked at differently, it is no longer a prison to me, it is now a home for me, and my family.

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