Untamed Voices

Rain is Reality is


is reality,
Is what I’ve been waking up to.
The tap tap tapping on poorly-constructed
glass walls of empty picture-frame rooms.

Reality sucks
the very air out of breathing,
and in and out are just motions
my heart is just beating.
Again the rain
is reality beating and fleeting
but remnant,the puddles repeating,
and weaving and leaving.
the puddles are remnants of reality’s beating.

Rain is the reason
my glass walls’ hummed cries are repeating.
The tears have been falling,

weeping is seething.

is rain repeating, repeating.

And halting
to a stop,

but my heart is still beating.

Reality is
the hardest rain on the coldest day,
with or without the flimsy umbrella.

–Claytia Gonsalves, Untamed Voices Staff Writer

Image Source: http://www.rainbowintl.com/blog/2012/02/rainy-day-suggestions/


Say what you need to say!

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s