rain

my dad has diabetes type 2 so i needed a way to vent so im back again

the noise of that drip drip drip as it falls from above my window

the noise as it taps just drip drip drip like the pulse of the dead is too slow

this suttle tapping and clapping of thunder as i rock too and fro

i sit and i think as the rains on the brink of that drip drip drip off my window

 

and i sit as it pours and i sit and i stare at the rain outside my window

and i sit and i watch as the drip drip drip grows distant as the wind blows

and i walk to the door to the foot of the stairs no reason why i follow

but my heart on my sleeve out the door and leave and i dont stop to think where can i go?

 

out the door with a creek as i  walk down the street as all of the light goes

as i walk and i walk has the rain ceased to poure as i go toward the hollow

and i dance with my soul hand in hand like a dog when his master calls i follow

and in a distant place like a far off dream outside of the hollow

has the rain ceased to pour whilst the needles hole claws

and aches and stings like like the drugs you borrow

the hospital only means more bad news for me

like the the tap of finders over veins of sorrow

like the drip drip drip blood red as i sit and stare straight out my window

 

 

 

Author's Note

ignore grammer

Reviews

[BLACKCRUSH]

Very good , I love poetry about rain always have.

[Jonathan Ballam]

I had to laugh at you note because there's zero grammar to pay attention to, which also means I like it already. You have a knack at weaving a tale and this was expertly done. You used the rhyme in a very natural and nonchalant way.

[Sean M. Addams]

i liked this piece alot .kind of lyrical to me and thought you did great with the rhyme in this...overall thought this was a strong piece from you..loved the ending..nice job!!

[Cassandra D.]

Wow...
I thought the ending was pretty good.
This was all pretty good.