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Rainfall

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Weighed down with a heavy heart,
Relentlessly tying myself in knots,
Alone in the cold night I stand,
With chilling rainfall all around me,
Tracing the outer lining of my constitution.
I remain still,
Seeking purification, hoping to wash away my sorrow.

Drenched, i reach out to feel the rain on my fingertips,
While elevating my hand toward my direction,
I watch the drops as they glide down my fingers and across my palm,
They slither beneath my sleeve,
The cool sensations vanishing to nothing the longer they run.
I then collect my thoughts and wonder,
Might this be what i am to become the longer i run?

It is apparent that my emancipation is overdue,
Emotions kept so deep within me,
Lurking in the darkest corners of my inner crypt,
Hysterically itching to break free.
They claw at my flesh,
Embossing my chest,
With a thirst to be declared to whom it may concern.

Reluctant to grant their freedom,
My chest remains concealed,
Never bare; always guarded,
And camouflaged with a smile.
Written: 19/ 08/ 09

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Heather-Chrysalis's avatar
I love the gothic soul of the poem.