I am cold

and sad

and slightly angry as I hear the rain begin to pour.

The light flashes

and in my head I tell myself

to sit,

be silent,

there’s no need for my words right now.

Here’s to the rain that chilled my bones

where the ache is not just from.

I am cold,

and sad,

and my anger beats away with purpose like the rain upon my window.


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