Allow all my words
to pour like strong rain,
choke on my tears,
swallow the pain.
Anguish and sorrows
hide deeply inside,
nowhere to run,
no place to hide.
A huge painted smile,
pretend feels okay.
Sun covered clouds,
lights fill the grays.
Loud echoing cry,
releases the fake,
speak what I feel,
my turn to take.
As all words spill out,
each one becomes real.
Clear blurry lines,
no truth concealed.
Accept every side,
embrace day and night.
Eyes shine quite proud,
bask in pure light.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy