Rain And Tears!

Woke up…
from a dream
so sanguine…so full
I was in my bed
not alone
Thick loneliness blanketed me
I opened my eyes
and tears were relieved
to be set free
a sigh escaped!
so heavy
so quiet
even the one
lying on the other edge of the bed
couldn’t hear…
How could he?
He was so lost in his world
for so long
that he never noticed
when I slipped out from the many cracks
left by the hard-hitting deluge of hail…
of abandonment
of awkward rejection
of fights
of lies
to squeeze happiness
to steal joy
to pinch off some love
The untended fissures are so grave
the rain seeps in through them easily…
everything is dampened
inside
and outside
I smell decay
I touch ruin
my heart bleeds
spilling all over…
In the foggy morning
I pour myself more tears…
And sit by the window
I gaze as far as my misty eyes can see…
Is there something out there?
What if I take a leap and arrive
in a town where the sun shines on all…
Where people smile for real
and we feel warm with glee
just then a little hand grabs mine
strongly…
I can hardly keep the blueprint of my
getaway in sight…
The rain and wind knocks furiously
demanding me to unbolt the windows and doors
and let the storm in
it will wake us up indeed!
But, the hold of these tiny hands
grow firm
I wonder!
is it hope
or fear…
I can’t tell
like he couldn’t
when he touched my bedewed face
Is it rain,
or tears…
~Shryja©