Raindrops on the Window

Like teardrops rolling down her cheeks
She sits in a chair and watches
The raindrops rolling down the window

The dark black clouds in the sky
Match the mood she is feeling that day
Dark and grey, grim and sad

She wonders when it will end
This mood she hates so much
For unlike the weather it has no forecast

She stumbles through each day
Days that are all rolled into one
Where a day starts and ends that she is not sure.

She sits and she wonders how
She watches the rain and wonders why
All she wants as an answer some how
An answer to why she feels this way

Like teardrops on her cheeks
Raindrops on the windows
She sits in a chair and waits
Patiently for her forecast to change.

Beautiful LC, we have so many talented expressionists here.

I can so relate to "For unlike the weather it has no forecast"

Hang in there, cos as there will always be rainy days, there will always be sunny days to come

Thanks guys, long time since I wrote anything. Kinda realised I missed it.

it is really astounding how good some of us are!

The Wearer of the Mask

I get up in the morning and put on my mask
A mask of happiness and free of pain
A mask to hide the pain and sadness I feel.
This mask it smiles and it laughs,
It shows joy.
It hides how I’m feeling inside.
It hides the pain,
It holds back the tears,
When I'm wearing the mask
No-one can see the real me.

Big hugs little daffodil.

When You Look At Me

When you get a chance and look at me
What would you say?
What would you think when you saw me there?
You look at me and I smile
Do you believe the smile?
Or do you see what it is hiding?
Do you see the pain in my eyes?
The scars on my arms?
Do you see the tears that I’m hiding inside?
Or do you see the mask I put on each day?
The smile, the laugh
The happy face that I put on for people like you
Are you any different to the others?
Do you judge by what you see?
All I want to know is
What do you see when you look at me?

wow LC you write really well. I read your writing with my mouth open, you express yourself so well! Thanks for posting these

Thanks Folly, at the moment writing is helping me a bit. So am writing bits and pieces here and there, have lines written down on pieces of paper to yet be put into something more. I find it easier at times to express myself in writing rather in talking.

It is often much easier to express yourself through writing. I think a piece of paper can be the best listener at times. And everything that has poured itself out of you onto the paper is there to be re-read and reflected upon if that's what you wish to do. Keep writing,like I said before, you express yourself so well!

i like your poems lc,

keep going,

The Fight

I sink into a sand that I cannot get out of
A sand so deep I cannot see the light
I cannot see the way out
There is no path forward to be seen
It appears the only way to go is further down
Further away from the light
Further away from people and things I know
Further down into a deep dark sandy hole
Till I hit the sea
The sea drags me out
It pulls me down
It holds me under, I cannot breathe
I struggle and fight
Try to get out of its grasp
It is not working, I give up
The sea has won

Hey Lc

I really like your writing but i must admit when i read it i feel your pain and sadness , you poor girl good to get it out though good on you thank you i look forward to reading more

i love your writing.
its amazing and touching.
we can all relate.