all of its
Rain, rain go away…
And don’t come back.
This heat is exhausting,
It’s too much for me to bear.
My feet feel like they are on fire,
Sweat dripping from my hair.
I sit and pray for some relief,
Perhaps a cool calming breeze.
Something to help me ease the pain,
A salvation from this awful disease.
I don’t care for sun
I don’t care for rain
What I need is thunder
So that I can breathe again
It’s too hot to think
as I sit here on the brink
of yet another nervous breakdown…
I suppose I should be happy the sun is shining again,
Feel a spring in my step at the lighter evenings,
Be comforted by the warmth on the back of my neck.
But I couldn’t give a shit.
It means nothing.
None of it melts the ice in my heart.
The rain lashes down remorselessly.
Pelting, splashing, bouncing upwards towards the sky.
The thunder rumbles angrily.
Crashing, reverberating, making its presence felt.
The lightning cracks fearfully,
Illuminating the sky in a cinematic silhouette.
I look out of the window and all is calm.
I realise this tempest exists only in my heart.