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To guard myself against the rain
That pours so endlessly
The rhythm of the drops keeping my steps in time
I wear armor made of sarcasm
So that you’ll never see
The rain that’s always floating above my head
The rain it forms a puddle
That forms into a lake before too long
But the lake is on my heart and not my face
Smiling so no one suspects
This other quiet side of me
I hide away forever my own fears
I stay away from mirrors
So that it’s never made clear to me
That the rain I dread so much is my unshed tears
Humor is my one redemption
The life boat keeping me from drowning
The gift that God gave me til I could get my life fixed up
But I've become so used to rain
I don't even want it to end
And so the lifeboat springs a leak and starts to fill
The tears aren't falling from my face
But they rust this armor that I wear
Following me, forever tarnishing my shine
Time has passed and still I never found
The secret I hid from myself
If only I’d known that my only enemy was me
I never thought to look inside
To free myself from this self control
To stop myself from drowning in the pool of tears
But my face is slipping underwater
My eyes have finally met the tears
As my nose and mouth are smothered with their agony
And now I’m dying from the inside out
At least my tears will die with me
The only consolation I can find in death is the death of all the rain
That pours so endlessly
The rhythm of the drops keeping my steps in time
I wear armor made of sarcasm
So that you’ll never see
The rain that’s always floating above my head
The rain it forms a puddle
That forms into a lake before too long
But the lake is on my heart and not my face
Smiling so no one suspects
This other quiet side of me
I hide away forever my own fears
I stay away from mirrors
So that it’s never made clear to me
That the rain I dread so much is my unshed tears
Humor is my one redemption
The life boat keeping me from drowning
The gift that God gave me til I could get my life fixed up
But I've become so used to rain
I don't even want it to end
And so the lifeboat springs a leak and starts to fill
The tears aren't falling from my face
But they rust this armor that I wear
Following me, forever tarnishing my shine
Time has passed and still I never found
The secret I hid from myself
If only I’d known that my only enemy was me
I never thought to look inside
To free myself from this self control
To stop myself from drowning in the pool of tears
But my face is slipping underwater
My eyes have finally met the tears
As my nose and mouth are smothered with their agony
And now I’m dying from the inside out
At least my tears will die with me
The only consolation I can find in death is the death of all the rain
This is a mess, but I was young(er) when I wrote it. Probably one of the earliest things I wrote, actually.
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