Poetry By Sherry Argonne

THE Rain

The rain..
the rain is pouring upon the heads of million lovers
distance separated them, between 'em million miles
The pain..
the pain makes 'em suffer from how they used to be
memories..are days we once were happy to be living
But I'm over it, from now on..I'm reinventing the new me
You are a past I'm forgetting, yes I'm living, not missing
not missing the past us, I'm the new project of life
Not many are subjected to death and still alive

Am I lying?
Am I dying?
Missing you, way too much??
Blaming life at night, for being too harsh
teach me how to live the night without the moon
Without you? Never been taught how to be alone
faced the drought all by myself and
No one offered me a help, a hand
I wish I can relive a moment
Replay the playlist I lived with you...
Pushing away the harmful days
who said??
I once lived...
When the distance..killed me inside.
I said I don't care...yeah I once lied.
The rain...
the rain is hiding too much that on my cheeks
the fear of the future..is the regret of the past's peeks
Teach me how to complete the story without the hero
Teach me how to live my life when there's no you..