Bring the Rain

A Poem

Photo by ilya mondryk on Unsplash

i never wished harm on anyone
till you darkened my door
and made me doubt myself,
my words, my truths —
everything that made me
who i am.

i saw the storm clouds brewing
in that untouchable sky —
and i wanted nothing more
than to strike you down
with a force like lightning
to cleanse the threat of you.

i never wanted revenge,
but i craved absolution —
anything to tear away
the rot and stink of you
from all my memories
and everything i held dear.

i wished for the hope of rain
to wash away every trace
of what you’d left behind —
and the anger was mine,
all mine, undeniable,
because what did i have left?

but how much rain do i need
to clear away this past of pain?
what lessons was i supposed to learn
other than hiding from monsters like you?
what could break me from this cycle
that you left behind…