rainy day poem.

  Fat gray clouds rolling through my mind, just like waves in a stormy sky.

        I asked you to stay, you simply….waved goodbye.

thats not fair, I yelled, I stomped my feet, and cried. No explanation. broken pride.

       Its still a ways away, but I can see the sun. It’s breaking out……freedom won.

  Gonna be alright, gonna be okay, I am gonna stand up tomorrow, looking over my shoulder sheepishly, at today.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s