here comes the relapse in the rain
subtle showers soak me
a clean slate for the brain
and i'm back in old habits
smoking away the pain
listening to old music
i long for the relapse in the rain
i shed my skin today
old habits come back knocking
from the loneliness of May
i knew i'd relapse in the rain
i was waiting for the day
yet i know the rain will come again
and wash these habits away
YOU ARE READING
THE EUPHORIC NIGHTS COLLECTION!
PoetryTHE EUPHORIC NIGHTS COLLECTION: my eighth poetry album, telling stories of the nights i felt most alive and the nights i didn't. Euphoria ( /juːˈfɔːriə/ 1st February 2021. © 2021 Billy Waugh
