The Red Rain Drops

~ The Red Rain Drops ~

The little red rain drops, begin to cascade,
With each tiny droplet, my pain seems to fade,
The rain, it occurs, each day without fail,
Because without it, my past would prevail.

The rain I cry for, I crave all it holds,
I’ll wait for the signs, as my hurt unfolds,
I cant take the pressure, I give in once more,
And I feel the red raindrops, fall to the floor.

The drops become constant, just like a monsoon,
But no one hears the storm, as Im locked in my room,
The rain becomes heavy, it all starts to pour,
Im laying alone, bleeding, on my bedroom floor.

I see no escape, no where to hide from the rain,
Because even with its release, I still feel insane,
Soaked in my pain, but a smile on my face,
The rainfall has freed me, my hurt has erased.

I wipe up the spills, with peace in my mind,
But I know that the rain will fall one more time,
Tomorrow the cloud will cover my soul,
And again, I will feel the need of control.

Drenched in my ‘happiness’, I knew it was clear,
That the rain would fall, just as Id feared,
I cant help but feel that its all for the best,
As the little red rain drops, stop me feeling’ depressed.