Gypsy Caught in Rain

I always say, 

'Pack it away... think about it another day,' 

but that's just the thoughts 

of a gypsy caught in rain. 

They say love's like comin' home 

But brokeness is all I know

I burn bridges from the wrong damn side,

just trying to further myself in this life. 

There once was a day, I gave it all away 

For a man 

Who didn't feel the same. 

Yesterday,

I was his missing piece,

His shelter in the rain

Today, 

I pick up the pieces

as I pack it away.

Turns out, 

He was my hurricane.

He left me with nothing 

but the need to break away

When he left me 

With not a word to say

So for the rest of my days, 

I'll run 

Like a gypsy caught in rain

Reviews

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Sad, haunting, eloquent. Great title and simile, imagery, flow, rhythm and rhyme. Very evocative imagery and wordplay. I hear the musicality of it. " He was my hurricane"- yes, I have been there too. Brava!

[Faith Knoll]

Means so much! Thank you :)

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

You are very talented and very welcome Faith. I love your dog too!

[Faith Knoll]

Ditto(: Your feedback is just awesome and your support keeps me in awe!