Posted: June 2, 2014 by hannahmarie64 in HannahW

I focused on that sound
held onto it, clung to it
as if it were the very thing
helping me swallow back
these uneasy tears
patiently waiting to be alone,
to cry out, to misunderstand
she walked out of the room,
and my door slammed shut
from the force of my anger
leaving me to dwell in silence
listening to the pitter-patter of rain
falling almost as fast
as my broken-hearted tears


Comments are closed.