I Rain

through the storms you've put me through,
through the tiny fragments of hope am clinging to,
through the nightmares,
through my broken mirrors,
I dare to see a dream.

You've had me on the cliffhanger,
and yet happily I dangle.
And there's no pain amiss,
yet, through your darkest abyss,
I let my hand, reach out,
and I sing to the clouds.

You stood at the door,
Blocking my way,
you said, "there's more,
you better pray!"
yet the sunlight has crept,
from within your feet,
and I haven't wept,
but dared to be stronger,
from the last time we met.

Through the dark you put me through,
through the pain you put me to,
I dare to shine.
And isn't it an irony?
that through all this, finally,
I put your efforts in vain,
And your darkness disdain,
I smile, I dream , I shine,
through the tears,
through your clouds, I rain.

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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