Laura C.

Tears of Rain

When she grows up
She won't remember
Sitting here upon her bed
Rain fills in the sound of her fears
Loneliness fills in her head
Lightning snakes across the darkness
Telling her it's not all right
Something in the air
Feels forced and different
Like an electric firefly
More nights like these
She knows will follow
This is just the first
When something happens every night
Keeping memories is worse
Black shoes kicked in the corner
Black dress crumpled on the chair
The crack of thunder's nothing
She just wants someone to care
Old rose petals
Dried and broken
Fill her dresser top
The memories they bring back
Are ones she cannot stop
It's been hours
Since she watched them
Take her heart away
Six feet down and buried
Now everything is gray
They all tell her
It's too much for a little girl
But no one ever tells her
To deal with this new world
They say it will get better
But she knows the pain will stay
If just one said
It'll always hurt
They'd probably stop the rain


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