The Storm Inside
The perception of rain constricts my lungs.
A heavy feeling, a feeling made found
unreturned unscathed lying on the ground.
Sharp but numb, all damage done by a tongue.
A friendship made to worth nothing had sunk.
What to achieve when a half confounded,
waiting to be confided and not drowned.
Just to discover, only one got stung.
Relief and joy, feelings like no other.
A deep inhale brings nothing akin pain,
a rushing tide leaves a breath washed away.
Seeking validation from another,
creates a goal never meant to maintain.
Nevermore may a heart be on display.