Dreaming of Silver Roses

Acid Rain
Category: Writing and Poetry

You say things that I know are meant just to hurt me

You’re hurting and want to watch someone else bleed

It’s sort of like watching someone else’s wreck on a high way

There’s a macabre strain in you and you feel the need

To lash, and strike, to bite, and fight

It doesn’t happen all the time

But the anger grows and the valve blows

And I’m frozen in time

And this Pandora’s box of awful thoughts

Rain down and gush free, like I long to be

When you rain down that acid rain on me

I guess I should be stronger in the battle

Maybe I should stand and give back

But there are times you love me oh so tender

And I’m just not one built to return an attack

Can’t lash, or strike, can’t bite, or fight

It’s not the way I’m made

I cringe and hide and cry inside

Till this monstrous masquerade

Is over and I thaw out again in time

We gather up our fears and dry our tears

We wipe up the mess and lick our wounds clean

From the acid rain that poured down over me.

Yes, I hear you love me and you’re sorry

Other ears that matter hear us too.

I pray that in time it changes

That you are somehow healed by how much we love you.

While you rant and rage and misbehave

I just take the blows

The space of peace that comes between

Each hideous episode

Give us reprieve and we can breathe

Until again your anger shows

And the acid rain pours down over me.

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