What stalled me here,

I still am unsure.

But there’s something in me

Craving to weigh this lure.

This place looks a home,

Though a stranger I may be.

Memories lost are never found, they say,

But it now seems a lie to me.

I stand nailed to the ground,

And carry on my relentless stare.

Emotions scatter inside me

In a blend of woe and despair.

Then the truth and the pain, the hate

And the regret, is upon me cast;

The agony I’d die to lose, and

The curses and sins from my past...

Scenes run by in my head —

The framed pictures of yore;

Days that were as dark as night,

And nights that hurt like never before…

The silence is getting too loud,

And the trauma, too hard to bear.

I choke as my air gets clogg'd,

My core and eyes start to sear.

The whip of lightning scares me,

Then the crack of thunder;

The perfume of pure earth...

And then the pour, I soak under.

Eyes betray me, breaking the dam —

Warmth trails ’neath my each eye.

Often have I wondered why it’s in the rain

That men choose to cry

Now I know why...