Brooke Wolfe Poet Couplet

Rain

I could tell it was raining before I even heard 
The pitter patter of little drops

Because it was hard for my body to get out of bed again
But what am I saying!? It's always hard for me

To escape the colored covers and my dreams
It's hard enough to exist in reality

Let alone be forced into it by the bring of an alarm.
It was always easy to make someone laugh

It's like this life has been one long headache
And my days are one Advil after another

I close my eyes hard enough to escape 
And i can't close my ears or ignore the sound of the clock 

Telling me to wake up.
Telling me to wake up.

They say after the rain there's a thousand 
Poetry submissions titled "the rain"

So this will go un-submitted 
Just like a thousand others

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