Amanda Braccia Poems

If I stand in the pouring rain,
Will it wash away my pain?

If I swim in the green ocean,
...

The silence is too loud,
Captured the meaning of proud.

It whispers to you,
...

This is excruciating,
Intensifying, intoxicating.

I'm doing the best I can,
...

Contradicting emotions,
A poisonous potion.

Good on my right,
...

Helps on the way,
You might be okay.

I make no promises though,
...

A weight is lifted off me,
The clouds are clearing up.

The journey in from the sea,
...