Downpour or Drought

I forgot I wrote this on my ipod….its been sitting there forever. Hope yu guys like it. Freestyle poem of me venting some emotions at the time, kinda old....but a creative moment none-the-less


(clears throat and steps up to the mic.)

My river runs deep.
My blood laced, eyes blind with waterlogged feet.
The Nile runs steep in this ocean called my soul. emotions flow endlessly to an end non-existant

…..but you do.

Here within the morning dew lay traces of the rain that once fell.
The story the drip drops tell
written in ink invisible to my trained eye.
I look to the skys for my blessings.
Curses birthed by the verses that we spit…
countless shit that we face erase any emotions and memories that were pleasant.
The very essence of us has drowned.
The sound of our wedding bells have crashed…
the only sound thats left is the drip drops on my window pane.

My pain is constant, my scars are permanant.

All because I asked for your love to rain on me