RAINING APRIL

Waiting for the eruption
To comfort us
Tomorrow he says I'm not invalid
Just a little past my used by date
Hell bent on destroying
So I'll never take it anymore
Why do they make me so sick?
I am waiting for your senses to work
But so far you love me
This mould is cracking
Crumbling off me
Look at me
What do you see see
Torture waiting for you to recognize
I'm back again
But still cannot neutralize
I know one day
Soon you'll remember why you hated me in the first place.

©littlejoga
24/04/02