Things said in the rain

I remember when for once, for the only time in my life

I meant everything to one person

And that person was you.

Now it doesn’t rain very often

As if the world we live in, has acted out what we feel inside

Dry and forgotten

Though I

Can never forget

And when I want it to hurt

In a way that scouges and burns

Even beneath water

I let myself go back in time

And you wash over me

All the grief of

Things I can only say now

In the rain

Loud enough to drown out

My raw cries

Heavy and wet so no tears are seen

Rain makes my pain invisible

Erasing need to close doors and scream into towels

I can stand outside in front of the world

And things said in the rain

Will never be caught

They will slide from my tongue

Down my wet emptying surfaces

As they howl and beg for you

As they replay closure over and over

Ripping off nearly healed scab

Like a needle desperate to play

A song without words

Though there were so many

Things said and nothing stuck

It simply washed away

Taking with it

The part of me grown in your light

Never thinking she could be adored

Or matter, as once beneath you, she did.

Now I hardly recognize

That young woman

With her dream and her search

For rain

And for you

Winding up the car window

Our wet hands touching

On different sides of glass.

9 Replies to “Things said in the rain”

wow….eloquent flow

How does the sky know the need
Our need for it’s rain to set our
tears and cries free behind the
Veil of pouring rain and
Drown our cries in thunder
Lest the world know the depth
Of pain and helpless grief?

Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
TheFeatheredSleep – Raining in the rain

The ache of love lost, the desperate struggle to keep emotions hidden and the bittersweet review of history all wrapped up in another beautiful poem. Lovely, Candice! <3