Raining in Summer

I watch my verdant eyes envious as the botanicals blossom in a sandstone sunrise glow, I am a forlorn figure wandering in my fog of fears, I cannot omit my icy turbulent tears, Our short saga of passion much like the snow keeps me on the slippery slopes of sorrow, Unlike the spring my heart is wary of healing, I have tried to evolve like my kin as their colours modify with the sky, But my reckless resilience sits saturated in puddles of pity, I am perpetually a grey shadow lost in winter's chill, I sometimes ask the cotton candy clouds to glimmer their cedar joy upon my perils, Their intellectual gapes tell me I must find my internal self-love to glide with other stems again, I know you're the perilous storm I sowed, but I desire to leave behind our wilting tale. I wish to burn these bitter beads of pain, yet like the summer rain, I’m struggling to allow a fluorescent rainbow to shine its rays of hope. Instead, I wallow in the equinox between light and dark, I fill my petals with pesticides because they resemble you, I wait patiently for this period of despair to depart, as no emotion can linger eternally.