The rain is falling
Can you feel it wash away
Your cares of yesterday
Like a bath of
What we look forward to
Tomorrow together
Into a stream
Of ghosts
That will no longer
Haunt you
Into a puddle
Of bullies
That will no longer
Taunt you
Into a creek
Of pain
That will no longer
Harm you

Let each trickle
Find it’s way
With gravity
Power down
Rushing into
The sewer to
Remind you
It is safe
To start over

© GÄ

Published by

Geino Äotsch

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