Choices, Chances and Changes

The rain didn’t stop last night… just kept falling endlessly turning puddles into ponds

It seemed like the clouds had carried too much load… that it needed to cry

The louder the thunder… I could feel the pain of hearing it let go

The lightning struck to show its frustrations… the despair of being ignored

As the rain fell harder… the wind joined to chime its agony and misery.

I imagined myself standing outside… screaming along with the thunder

I am soaked… I am cold and shivering as the raindrops fall along with my tears

I want to talk… but I feel my significance is not relevant

My voice is beginning to croak… my shout is becoming a whimper

I want to keep crying… but inside of me is dry and empty.

I stared from my misty window looking for something… amid the darkness outside

I traced a shadow of maybes… that I will find answers to every doubts I have

My mind disputing with my heart… am I feeling regret or am I just confused?

My head throbbed from thinking too much… maybe from false aspirations

But my heart racing like lightning… maybe from a vow of passion

I sobbed harder and harder… that maybe there’s an end to it

My hand on heart silently praying… that maybe when this is over I will see a lamplight

My mind in surrender a whisper of faith… that maybe someone is hearing me

My breath of relief hides my resignation… that maybe somehow the storm will pass

As I closed my eyes my sleep will be a sign of clarity and calm from my entangled soul… my sodden spirit after a rainfall.

Anjamariela

15th October 2019