My feet are tired

the rain falls on the eaves of my heart
singing a lullaby only my soul can hear
how my voice falls silent
on the ears of the uncaring
must i release my rage on the sea
my sadness in the clouds of your eyes
-and my hurt-
my hurt fills the bottles
you toss into the trash

~

 

written 23 January 2012

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