Thursday, 1 June 2017

Drip Drop



Drip Drop

Rain hits the roof above my head

As I listen to it,

I feel like I’m slowly drowning, suffocating



Drip Drop

With every drop hitting the pavement

The feeling inside me increases, making me feel

Like in a crowd of standing people, I’m the only one falling down



Everybody says that the rain will pass

Eventually it does

The rain stopped

With it the feeling stopped as well



I take in a big breath of air



Reveling in the feeling of just breathing

No longer feeling like I’m suffocating

But storms always come back



Drip Drop

I can’t escape it



It always comes back

Drowning me,

Suffocating me

With every scratch,

Every whisper



I break a little bit more.

-by Isabel Chapman

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