Solace

noun; comfort or consolation in times of distress or sadness.

As the precipitation clings to my skin,

I stand here,

Ready to begin.

Painted face,

Melted away.

My false persona,

Is circling the drain.

The coldness seeped under my skin,

Until I grow numb.

Smiling, I turned my head to the sky,

Not long before the rain ends,

Not long until till I can feel again.

Reviews

[Ayvid N]

This is a very impressive poem in that it has excellent imagery and word choice. I especially love the line, "Painted face,
Melted away.
My false persona,
Is circling the drain

I could relate to those images very well. One often feels this way after loss of composure in trying and testing times. I could also relate this to someone facing moments of anxiety before a public performance of some kind. Perhaps, these are my feelings because I'm often required to speak in gatherings and I suffer from stage fright. This was a great poem to read today.

[K.P.H.M]

Thank you so much for your comment! I'm glad you enjoyed reading it and that you found it relatable. I hadn't thought of the public speaking or performance anxiety while writing this but it absolutely makes so much sense! I very much am an anxious person and my anxiety also increases when I have to speak publicly so that makes a lot of sense to me. Thank you so much again!

[Ayvid N]

You are most welcome.

[willweb]

"Not long until I can feel again " I think this final line just gathers all of this and brings it where it needs to be. You are an awesome poet and I am so thankful to find something new from you. Amazing. I need more

[K.P.H.M]

Thank you so much my friend! That is such a kind thing to say, I hopefully will be able to post more in the coming months. :)

[light and ashes]

You did a really great job writing this. I love it.

[K.P.H.M]

Thank you so much! I appreciate your comment

[light and ashes]

You are very welcome, lady! It was well deserved.