Rain hammers away the sorrow

but will not rinses my soul clean

of the damage that’s been done

by all the words I didn’t mean.

The water rises over the walls

that I build to keep you out

and now they crumble and leak

and no one can hear me shout.

This flood that I created

is the product of your tears

which flow freely now

but have been held back for years.

© Autumn Siders 2016

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