![]() Medicine.A Poem by Estraya![]() This poem is about a person watching the rain to end his sadness.![]() All the drips.. All the drops... All the pain... Never goes away.. Try to mix it within the rain. Windows open, feeling sudden cold. Memories don't last, I suppose. Wishing to be with love and warmth. But instead I am here alone. All the clouds in the sky... Are gray as my eyes. My face seems to not want to dry. As it is wet from all the tears I have cried. Sudden feeling of stress... Can't somebody tell me why I'm always depressed? The water fails to calm my cuts. Now all I see and feel is my red blood. Cutting is never fun. For every heart break. For all the misery I take. Nature is not wicked... For all the lives it has taken. It calms me down like medicine. Rain calms be down like medicine. I don't want no pills. I won't take them. If you have more bills... I won't pay them. I look at the rain... Its my medicine. It helps my day... It releases my pain. © 2016 Estraya |
StatsAuthor![]() EstrayaNew Orleans, LAAboutMy name is Estraya ( Ester) and I am 15 years old. I like to write poems based on venting about what I went through before or my feelings. Sometimes I like to write poems about straight up thriller or.. more..Writing
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