The days have been long
and hot; all cracks and sizzles
and some things have fizzled
into utter nothingness
Oh, but here comes the rain's pitter-patter
and its grey clouds in bloom
it is daunting and feels like a setback
I had plans, you see
filled with rainwater my heart swells
like the ocean, its depths unknown
like a flower at the brink of wilting
as rain falls down I, perk up just a little
My emotions and the explications
that belong to them are
somewhere, just out sight
through these thick sheets of rainfall
and so, I am...
drowning in my heart
lost in a corner of my mind
fumbling in this jet downpour of confusion
soaked, in blue petals
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