The pen and paper, has fallen..
Picken up, on the rainy day..
when all starts to pour out in every direction..
Rain.. Tears.. Memories.. Emotions..
Theres not much more to say..
Things are beyond my control..
So I'll go with the flow..
Funny how the weather goes by your mood..
Its pouring when I feel like crying..
Its hiding my emotions.. the best it can..
I let it pour.. out on me..
I stand outside.. Lettin it drown me..
Drenched.. I walk inside.. cold, pieces start falling out of place..
its a unknown puzzle thats replaced.
Heart and mind starts to race..
Run, hide, stay..
Its still pouring today...
Dislocated Heart
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pouring-rain-5/
