a/n: this is a published editor chose award contest winning poem written for Raven
published in July, 2005 on the 13th
Your past and your pain
I see you standing there
You seem to walk on air
Wings spread out to fly
Letting out your mournful cry
Of your past and your pain
That can not be lost in the pouring rain
You toss stones at the glass
But your pain is still there alas
Your want held and rocked
But your emotions, you, they mock
Of your past and your pain that falls upon you like the rain
Each drop a fatal curse upon your
Each a lie less truth
Of your past and your pain
A falling curse that will drive you insane
