Mini-Collection number 1 in my #Moods Series. To date, my moods have swung from high to low and back again in ways that I could only explain when putting my pen to paper. Tentatively, there will be four or five of these mini #Poetry collections, all to be released this year. Each expressing one set mood and leading into the next. I’ve learned that sometimes, the bad or sad moods linger a little longer to prepare us for the happier ones that last a lifetime. “Looks Like Rain” is the reflection of sad, the storm leading to the peace and sunshine. It will be available to order directly through me (via PayPal), with an option for a signed copy beginning May 25th, 2018. Unsigned copies will be made available for purchase directly through Amazon.com, with no third party sellers, on June 10th, 2018.
Wrap your wings around me,
Console my aching heart that’s pounding wildly,
Beating faster, and faster, as I sink back into the reality
That you’re only in my imagination.
Only in my imagination.
If I closed my eyes
and wished hard enough
maybe you’d be standing beside me
when I opened them again
Life would be much grander
if I could feel your loving embrace
to hear your voice etch itself in my memory
I sat up for hours, watching the sky
convincing myself that I had no reason to cry
didn’t need a goodbye
feeding myself the lies, “I’m fine”
When inside I’m dying
searching for new ways to cope and get by
new ways to brush these feelings aside
to disguise the pain I feel when I’m lonely at night
nothing about this situation seems right
Please show me a sign
help me make it through, guide,
give me strength to live another day of this life
I’m tired of the strife
rid me of and fill this void from not having you by my side
Even she cries.
Yes, the one who wears the big smile.
The one who glows like a ray of sunshine.
The one whose joy holds back a million lies.
They don’t even care to see
the pain I struggle to hide deep within me.
“Suck it up”, learn how to deal,
they say with ease, without knowing it’s my soul
they slowly kill.
They don’t want to know.
They don’t even care to see.
So many things going through my head,
I find myself wishing I could disappear instead of
being left to deal with the problems of others
toppling on my shoulders.
Strangled, feeling smothered.
Nowhere to run, no one to turn to,
left to cry lonely teardrops in a world turned misty blue.
Stress piling on, shortening my days.
When will the pain subside?
When will I be given the chance to live a good life?