Rain Poem by Sophia Scorza

An empty embrace
the rain places the tears
in my eyes
and the wind sweeps away it all...

Of all those feelings
there is nothing left
but casualness
interstratified only by
a dropp of pain
and a pinch of self-hate...

The world, all that is around me
seems to fade
I only see the cold,
nothing but the cold.
Raindrops flow down
my glass-cheek
into the emptiness
beyond my feet
and once more
I am alone,
alone, forsaken.

No one is here
to share the deadness with me
In the end it is always the winter
the winter, it is all that rests
at last.

Feelings dissolve in the rain
I am too tired to stand up again
bury myself among the dust,
a grave of powder

I cry some shallow tears
watch how they flow
into the creasing of the marble ground
moistening a little blossom...