Something That Resides.

As I look outside my window payne,
The skies are clouded,
Streets filled with rain.

A feeling deep within me remains,
And I can’t let it go,
Because I don’t know it’s name.

It once was an anger that raged deep inside,
But the once wild flames,
Have started to die.

From the rivers of tears that fell from my eyes,
Lies a desert of sorrow,
Needing escape from the dry.

Written by Vi Dinh-Ea. 2014.