Rain
I’ve seen the rain.
Yeah, I’ve felt it too.
I’ve chased every broken dream until the end.
Countless times I’ve found a lifeline,
Just to suck it dry in the end.
I remember the day I believed in fabricated lies.
I’ll never forget the feeling…
As I tore down every last brick to that house you’ve been building.
Stacked up on arrogance,
Torn down by the ignorant bliss,
Eradicated by the hopeless feeling in the pit
Of your stomach.
The crowd’s waiting…,
And so am I,
That speech you’ve been saving for this day.
One more pause and surely they’ll catch on…
Stumbling before walking right,
You really should have learned to crawl.
One more chuckle and you’re going to break.
I can see you squirm,
Oh, I’ve been waiting for this.
I have to hand it to whoever it was
That made you sweat.
I felt the thunder resonate in my chest,
I saw the lightning streak across the sky,
I’ve felt the rain…,
Have you ever felt alive, before?
-Kaitlin Platti
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