Rain

My emptiness is full tonight
As the sun sets just out of sight
I picture you coming home
But it’s too late

No time for goodbyes
Gone in the blink of an eye
And the sky doesn’t care
Cause the clouds aren’t here
Raining like it ought to be

Heavy breath full of empty
It’s hard to breathe
When you can see
The world is continuing
Without you

And my world is nothing
Cause it revolved around you

I want the rain
Raining over me
Dilute these tears
Before I disintegrate
I want the rain
Let it rain over me

It’s not raining like it ought to be

Empty

I do better when it’s raining. When there is no contrast between what’s inside and whats outside. When the sun doesn’t cast such obvious shadow through the veils against the window. When the silence is filled with that white noise of rain pattering on the window like a friend knocking to check you’re still breathing. But today the sun is bright, and there is a ‘peaceful’ stillness to the day.  A peace I can’t reconcile.

The sun reminds me I’m empty.

I turn my back to it and hate it for the heat upon my back. Nauseating.
It was better when the world was shadowed in winters black.