'But Hidden In The Past Of Yesterday' Poem by Desiree Whitamore

the rain is pouring
the sun is shining
the earth seems to shake.
my voice is little, and yours is bigger
is there something left to break?
you've taken away everything i've ever had
you've taken it all away
whats left of me is something that i try to be
but hidden in the past of yesterday.
I wish i could feel the way you make me feel when i'm with you
but the hope that hurts is the pain that sears
when you're done doing what you do.