sometimes i want to sit in the rain,
feel it pour on my face,
let the wind kiss my cheeks,
a momentary escape.
feel the light come in
without the boundaries of a cage,
let the earth hit my lungs
instead of a chemical haze.
i’m tired of playing a game
where i point and blame,
for what i feel inside,
heal the pain that lives.
a split second, i think it’s gone,
a trick, my barriers fade,
before i’m overcome, trapped outside;
the storm blubbers, clamouring its reign.
Kiran Speaks 