Sunshine rain on an afternoon in my room. <br />I mourn my own death In solitude. <br />Abuise is thy heart as tears surrender from my eye's. <br />If these walls could talk they would never dry. <br />This is where the river runs from, slowly in dispair. <br />I would call you to join me but Im drowning <br />so just stay thier. <br />As I write my letters, when you find them be careful <br />thier fragile from the storm. <br />I was born of tears racing down the veins in my arms. <br />Never was immune to pain. <br />I suffer deeply in vain. <br />Can these 4 corner distain this kind of damage. <br />I panic in misery forgetting to pray. <br />My hands are only leave's in this storm of a rage. <br />I am that heavy heart that can't hold any more. <br />As everyone watche's outside we all cry together. <br />Then I take a deep breath and close my eye's. <br />And drown in this inside weather.<br /><br />Curtis Mosby<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/inside-weather/
