rain all over the city
I don't like to see it fall
relentless, it wears me down
erodes the synapses of my nerves
as I sleep
I might melt away
as the Midwestern snow
I once knew so well
that now melts inside of me
I've lost my place
misplaced my trusting heart
can't find a purpose
to prop me up
can't find a start
I'm knotted up
sometimes a mess is what I have
to be
just stop the rain
long enough for me to see the sky
to know that clouds won't always threaten
to know that water won't wash away
all that I try
I need something familiar
I need the winter that was me
that part that endures til Spring
to keep me alive
while I'm hibernating.
Copyright November 19, 2012 All Rights Reserved By this Author
Melissa A Howells Meloo Tilt-a-World
