I BECOME RAIN...

night surrounds
I fall alone
the sound of myself
chills to the bone
a bleeding
upon the panes
as from above
I become
rain

I spill
drops of indigo
as I descend
on forlorn pillow
I puddle in sleep
for myself pray
as from above
I become
rain

my downpour soft
in hold of dusk
a quiet weeping
for all i've lost
not of tempest
I fall in restraint
as from above
I become
rain
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Published on June 14, 2015 05:43
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message 1: by Hayden (new)

Hayden Linder So, this is none of my business and unfortunately for oyu, that has never stopped me before, BUT life is not a debate. What you have created from your pain is a work of art. Art. Not an argument to be judged in court to discover who's at fault for the failure of the relationship. It's just a work of art. A masterpiece in my oppinion. AND with that said I really don't want to sit idle while you dredge up enough pain to make a second masterpiece just vecause she "feels" your work is unfare. What I am trying to say is that you do not need destructive people in your life. You do not have to keep up communication with anyone who is actively trying to hurt you. I would let this relationship go so that your next work can be about joy and peace or f-ing butterflies or somethin.
I love you, man. I love your work and I really don't think you should be concerned about "her side."


message 2: by Kalynn (new)

Kalynn Campbell Hayden

You are so right my brother. I deleted that post a few hours after it went up on my main blog, I forgot it was linked to goodreads - here it does not delete or update when changes are made to the main blog. Yes, I finally let it go. I realized I had to. I have to move on and away from her sick dysfunctional world she keeps pulling back into. I will say she makes for a hell of a creative muse - but the toll is getting too great now, It's killing me beyond words. Time to cut my leg free of the trap. Rain I will be, a corpse in an inhumane animal trap I will not. Time to let wounds heal and anger fall from clouds of yesterday. Love you my brother, I am lucky to have you here. After I shake this off I will check in with you, I hope there is good news on your Virtual Tour front.


message 3: by Hayden (new)

Hayden Linder I'm just relieved that you're OK.
The tour has not been a great success but I have made a lot of friends. So, I'm happy.
Talk to you soon.


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