Why does the rain never come when I need it the most ?
I want the big storm to fall down on the city.
The sweetened melody harmonising my screaming mind
Wasting time, still feeling busy.
Thoughts spinning around so fast
Drowning in my cup of tea
Feeling finally warm, waiting
For the rain to come fall down
Wash away darkness, anxiety
Soft sounds soothing stressed souls
The uke playing the strings of my heart
Feeling dizzy, waiting for the storm
It never comes when I need it anyway.
Soft sounds soothing stressed souls
Creation, like the sea, in waves against my skin
Fighting anxiety, and draining me
No more rain for a pounding heart
Waiting for the beating rain's music to fill the lovely notes.
No children in the street, not even a car.
Just my cat purring in front of the crackling fire.
Soft tones coming to my mind on a grey afternoon.
Missing the dead leaves on the floor this fall
The scent of burning wood and hot jasmine tea comforting my lonely autumnal afternoon.
Waiting for the storm to come.
The light falling behind thick clouds,
No rain calming a heavy heart.
Emotions desperately flowing into me,
Like rain drops on fresh leaves
Like the waves of the never-ending sea.