Rainy Nights

Fri, 01/29/2021 - 01:59 -- Lucky

These Rainy Nights

Droplets of sorrow and pain

All of it hurts it, hurts down to the vein

These Droplets of memories and the past

All thoes memories I burned turned into ash

All because of the life I was givin and the life I chose

My life that was almost taken with a fucking rope

These Rainy Nights go from rains to storms

And when it rains it poors

But you wake up a day or too after that and you see the sun

Bright as can be shining just for you to relize the reason your alive

is because you are the one

These Rainy Nights

This poem is about: 
Me

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