It once rained for nine days straight here in Philly...
9 Days of Rain
It was suppose to be a red
and dry season
But it rained for nine days straight this month.
Her cries were
tears over the ocean -
They did not matter to him.
And she still believes them when
they say they can make her forget.
The two things she fears more than God are
and the slow movement of a single breath.
Why stop here when there is so much love in the world?
She can never let go
With a sweaty grip
She still holds tight
The last time she tried to say goodbye
She promised herself
that the next one would love her better and wetter...