The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.
~ John Vance Cheney ~


Acid Rain In My Heart

Reality rears it's ugly head,

And laugh's into my face.

I've been fooling myself for too long now,

Truth hits - you're gone, without a trace.

I held a piece of you in deep in my heart,

Locked your image safe in my mind,

But the acid tears that fall in my heart,

Have made you so hard to find.

I didn't dream it would be forever,

When you said goodbye you see,

I clung tight to the misbegotten belief,

That some day you'd return to me.

I don't want to lose my memories of you,

Without them I'll fall apart,

Acid rain falls from my eyes,

Washing your last vestige from my heart.

A THOUSAND TEARS

So who told you you could walk back into my life now that

I'm free,

Walking in so smooth with those baby blues looking at me,

As if you can read my mind, my soul.

That smile, that laugh, that makes me whole.

Acting as if the past were nothing but a faded

Water-coloured dream.

It was no dream honey, I remember the nightmare that was

living with you,

Your calculated manipulation,

My sad and sorry capitulation,

And all the broken promises a thousand tears could never

heal,

Confusing the illusion with what was real.

So head back to that dark, dank place from whence you

came,

Leave me stumbling in my sorrow and my shame,

Blinded by love l could not see,

The monster inside you destroying me.

And l slept a dreamless slumber for a thousand years,

Crying a glistening river of a thousand tears.

Building walls brick by brick tall and wide,

To keep myself safe from the harm outside,

Show no emotion, Feel no pain, An empty shell,

Self-imposed exile from my living hell.

And l slept a dreamless slumber for a thousand years,

Crying a glistening river of a thousand tears.

Till l heard a gentle voice faintly calling,

Falling like soft rain on my parched soul,

I raise my arms to the sunlight,

The soft breeze caresses my face,

It's healing powers making me whole.

As l leave my lonely tower the wild beast roars,

But its power is gone, with its fangs and its claws,

Thank you my friend, for my second chance,

To celebrate life's endless, joyous dance.

Poetry Text Copyright � 1998-2000 Tess Templer

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