LET THE RAIN POUR

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LET THE RAIN POUR

LET THE RAIN POUR

The first thing in my morning is the rain
that grabs hold of me in deep memory
of a world of pain of yesterday's
while I could still hear the angry words
that play inside my head like a sad old rhyme
that fades out with time
I'm tired of the way things have always been
where lies keep seeping in 
while life is on the sail of a living hell
but I am the master of this sea in darken dreams
I was broken from a very young age
but life can easely change
I write my story in poems for all to read
I know things aren't easy for the eyes 
but for the mind it travails through time
I see how others look at me 
like they understand my pains
that bleed deep within me
feelings that burn heavy in my soul
it's hard for me to let it all go
the heartaches from long ago
I take what I know to message out my hurt
that veins around my heart
where age is now becoming a life of lessons
that makes my voices speak out in ink
my brain holds many things
I see the beauty of life 
even in a world that isn't nice
where I look over the pains that made me cry
Pains of love and loss
in the abyss of darken dreams
that makes me scream
I still find away to see the beauty of the day
no matter the pain that others gave
Oh how the bullets fly deep into the night
taken down more lives
Oh let the rain pour 
because evil is always at the door 
for the rich and the poor
my mind is always at work
like ancient clock that never stops
tick , tock another drop 
of rain and pain that came my way
I send out my prayers for all that was shoot
and for the ones that wasn't 
All the hate in this darken world of pain
brings on more rain each day
I was bleeding out like the sea in all my dreams
I had fallen in a cold crowd
that kept screaming out more lies 
just to keep others blind of the time 
I look up at the deep gray sky 
where heavy clouds hang around 
where the wind blows like a moan
where ashes of life spreads upon the grounds
of an old broken town
where all hope is lost 
where feeling are pouring out like rain
where many has gone insain 
but no one wants to take the blame 
of their own shame
but again it is apart of the hateful game 
they love to play
they never did , or ever lived the flow of a healthy life
they only wanted what is bowing in the night
they love the trill of pain they bring my way 
broken is where I lay 
broken is the door of pouring rain.

Poetic Judy Emery

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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