The sky is a bitter grey
as the wind is a hollow cold
the mocking rain taps on my face
as i stand alone in the night
my cloths are drenched with regret
as my hair is matted with greif
the rain mixes with my tears
and becomes a puddle at my feet
look out your window for a moment
from your happy so called life
pry yourself from your convient love
and gaze ypon my frozen face
do you see me in the dark?
remember when its me you held?
but you cast me out for something old
and yet my heart you have stole
have you ver gotten chills
or a sorrow from this now
for when you do think of me
its how i feel constantly
yet i shall not linger long
my arms won't remain empty
i love you but i will move on
you did, so why shouldn't i?
and when that happens to me
i hope then you will see
what its like to be in the rain
and be filled with anger, hatred and pain
®Wendy Adolfsen, poetry.com