BY: Hillary MADISON

It’s raining it may be pouring

Each soul in here is torrent

No new joy now can run in

Unless this light is torching. 

She went to bed after a bump on

Her head and you blame her for 

Not knowing, the roses were yours

Yet was blamed for having someone…

To her the confusion created

A new hell to burn, her name up in flames

Head pounding each time she rose

So no time to dose, just hold her close

The time shall come, she won’t turn and run

Memories came from the years

After darkness fell ear to ear

such a shame, 

That I didn’t know you, 

that day you came, 

Nor the bouquet was mine… 

Forget this nursery rhythm   

I’m done talking in circles

Can’t you see I’m nervous. 

Why can’t you just reach out

Fuck am I just worthless? 

Well I guess I’ll wait and 

See if this seed has any

Worth and take a rest

Waiting for your next bet.

Toying with my mind

Without taking some time to talk…

To wonder is it all just a blunder?

To this person I once thought to be

Named my every last thunder. 

Lightning awaits, you and your return

Not one others concern,

This flame will burn,

Through the dark

Awaiting her knight.

Hope that’s still alight…

⚡️🌈 ☔️🌀🌊

Hillary MadiLake06/18/2022 11:24