Chronicles of Rain

by Raina Frost

an allegory. format: Poem there really isn't much to say, because its a poem, its chaotic but the point is really there. is there anything i can say to compel you? check it out, please. i would appreciate it.

3. Melancholy

Melancholy

Darkness surrounds,
A blindness of the soul,
Emphasizing the circular rotation
Of Earth, Moon, Sun, and Stars –
Glaring down on the life of an abomination.

Walking this world:
Short legs, Short waist, Short arms.
Short! Short! Short!

Not tall enough to reach the top,
Stuck in the rain with the muck clogging the boots.
Not tall enough by half,
To reach up to take the cup of redemption,
Shunned from the light and huddling in the shadow,
With only melancholy for company.

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A/N : i know its short, but its necessary, the other two chapters will be up soon, and i promise they will be better - and a little bit on the long side.