Nicholas Rinth

This was just my random scrawl of the day. If any of you guys think of a nice title for it, comment it below. It sorely needs one.

The skies are crying tonight,

Their tears force the world to shine,

Dripping down, silent, with the promise of better days,

They don’t wash things away,

The sidewalk’s a jeweler in the rain,

Filled with gum drops and fake, glinting stains,

So, I pocket both hands and trail the sad, yellow paint,

But it doesn’t show me the way,

My head’s been a mess for so long,

I look up and wonder if I should go on,

But the lights that come toward me trap me in place,

I can’t walk away,

I’m tumbling down again,

The presents got me tangled in my own skin,

There’s people screaming, panicked, yet steady gazed,

They all look my way,

What should I do now?

I’m so…

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