It's Raining

By Lady Grinning Soul

It's raining worthlessness


Pounding hard


upon a window sill.



Rusted windows
it's raining worthlessness
out on every
street corner.



No one should have to


Spell


it out to one as
big eyed as you.


You just decide to

close
your eyes to the world
to the window sill
that pounds like a broken heart
that throbs to be heard
throbs to live.


Breathe it in
like smoke from a pile of burning
sticks.



You still don't realize
your eyes are closed.




It's raining



tar

as black as the crap
you hack up.


Worthlessness
black, grey, and travel worn.



Felt tip markers
have said more
then what you ever could


about the dull, bland surroundings
that surround you
and the filth that pollutes you
every single day.



Days will come
and
days will go by.


Rememberance comes and goes.


(If I were to
tap
your shoulder
with my barren

black heart
I have a feeling you would feel nothing.)




Black was
always
the colour of my heart.


Blue
the colour of my veins.



I stand alone
in some dark and musty cellar
staring blankly at a wall

screaming,
shouting,

searching for a way out of here.



Crying


Dying.


Rememberance comes and goes.


It's here one day
one minute
one nanosecond
and the next
it vanishes without a trace.



I will be fore-gotten


lost among the books
on a dusty bookshelf
that no one looks at anymore
that no one breathes on anymore.


They stopped
reading
stopped
caring long
ago.


The world stopped caring.


I will perish
when what we
know
as time
collapses,




when we learn how to


destroy

that too.



I will burn to release myself.


For-gotten
in a pile of books
in an age where few can read.


Decaying books
rotted by pollution.


A modern middle age.


Rememberance will come and go
and when it does




I want to vanish with the rain.

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© 2007 Eternally Blue
Published on Friday, April 20, 2007.     Filed under: "Depressed" and "Poetry"
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  • Cassette On Wednesday, January 3, 2018, Cassette (1251)By person wrote:

    oh, how i've missed you

  • carlosjackal On Tuesday, December 6, 2016, carlosjackal (2471)By person wrote:

    "and when it does I want to vanish with the rain." This snapped the whole piece back into such sharp focus and brought everything to its perfect conclusion. Excellent work.

  • matteus On Thursday, October 4, 2012, matteus (54)By person wrote:

    Very nice read, it has great flow

  • theMayheM On Tuesday, June 5, 2012, theMayheM (96)By person wrote:

    This reminds me of the song Release Me by Pearl jam. The words are running fast, turning and burning. I like!

  • Mylissa On Sunday, May 17, 2009, Mylissa (853)By person wrote:

    Yes the rain, oh the rain...I am not a fan of the rain...this reminds me of my day today, as I am looking out the window at rain. I am just hearing it tap my window almost laughing at me as I can't step outside. This is stunning. Thank you.

  • A former member wrote: this was magnifique! One of my faves for sure! ~Meg

  • A former member wrote: you stole the breath from my lungs and the beats from my heart with the tone of this one, soooo very like pouring rain, the helpless hopelessness you portray...I want to cover myself in camoflauge and bandaids, so that I might disappear as well. ~*Beth*~

  • Alanarchy On Saturday, April 21, 2007, Alanarchy (1123)By person wrote:

    "Call it education, all them books I didn't read. they just sat there on the shelf looking much smarter than me!" Just reminded me of that. Had a feeling of hopelessness, I just can't shake off since finishing this. Well done. Thanks for sharing.

  • A former member wrote: i really liked this. it kept me interested and i like the message. this was great =]

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