It drops on me like pain….
tries to wash away my shame…
It reminds me to be sane…
but my feelings feel the same…
Dark clouds and cold breeze
the subtle trembling of the trees
The uneven blowing of the wind
Nothing I really haven’t seen
It drops on me like pain…
It reminds me of my shame…
wash away my insecurity
drown my thoughts of pure insanity…
matthewedanolivernpalma--
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem