My Pain And Love Is Like The Weather Poem by Samantha White

As I sit here on a cold rainy day, Staring out the window at the pouring rain, I
think of you.
As I sit here, under this blanket, trying to keep warm, I only feel as if I have been left out in the cold.
As I think of you, my eyes fill up with tears.
And now, as I stare out the window,
the rain is no longer rain but my tears.
My tears that pour down my face as the rain does the window.
Never ending, ever falling,
fast and hard, for so long and so often.

Every one of my days is filled with sorrow.
They are dark and gloomy.
No one else can do this to me;
No other guy causes me such pain.
Will my pain and love for you ever go away?
Will my days ever be happy ones or will I always be cursed?
Cursed with this life of thunder and lightening.
Where is that light of happiness? Is it here but I am missing it?
This is not normal pain; my pain is like the weather.

As the rumble of thunder is heard over and over,
the sound of my heart breaking into a million pieces over and over again is heard.
As lightening flashes and strikes a tree,
my heart is stabbed with pain.
As the tree bursts into flames that seem to go on and on,
my heart burns with a passion and love that will never die. E
ach and every one of my days is filled with darkness and despair.
As I lay here in front of the fire, I wish that I could just die.
Maybe next lifetime my days will be different, like they used to be
I used to sit there on a bright sunny day with nothing and no one to think about.
The bright blue sky was my eyes, happy and free. T
he sun was that light of happiness that filled every one of my days. Now that happiness seems always out of my reach.

Every one of my days is filled with sorrow.
They are dark and gloomy.
No one else can do this to me;
No other guy causes me such pain.
Will my pain and love for you ever go away?
Will my days ever be happy ones or will I always be cursed?
Cursed with this life of thunder and lightening.
Where is that light of happiness? Is it here but I am missing it?
This is not normal pain; my pain is like the weather.

As clouds replaced the sun,
my happiness was replaced by a dark sadness that no one will ever understand.
As the sky filled with rain, thunder and lightening,
my eyes fill with tears, heartbreak and pain.
As a rainbow appears between the sun and the rain,
a big black hole forms between my happiness and my sorrow.
I am stuck on the sorrow side, and the only one who can fill this hole is you.
But I know you will never have time for me.

By: Samantha White