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Just.Another.Falling.Star
Member

since 2008-05-08

Posts 422
Canada

0 posted 2008-07-01 10:27 AM

The Rain On My Skin

I was left alone oh…
About four months ago.
Ever since then I don’t feel anything,
Not even a stab in the back.

Each day I get up,
Not wanting to but knowing I should.
It’s still all the same,
Nothing will ever change.

When I go to school I am dust on the floor,
Getting swept up by the janitors broom,
And stepped on by those
Shoes of the—“most high”.

But then one very hated day,
Someone told me that I had dropped my pen.
When I looked into his eyes there was
Compassion… something I’ve never felt before.

All throughout that day people saw me,
And then he was there again,
Standing in the lunch line waiting for me.
Today was not a hated day.

After school was out it had started to rain.
My heart felt opened up and I could laugh.
I stood in the parking lot,
Just getting soaked.

He saw me and asked…
“What are you doing? You’re getting all wet!”
I looked into his eyes once more and melted.
Nothing had gone wrong today.

I didn’t know how to reply,
All I said was,
“I can feel the rain on my skin, I can feel the rain.”
And I smiled for the first time in months.

He looked at me kind of strange and I just stood there,
With my arms out taking it all in.
I can feel the rain…
I can feel the rain.

I didn’t hear anything,
Until he shook my shoulders—almost yelling at me.
Only after 3 minutes did I figure out what he was saying,
“You have to come inside!”

I followed the guy back into the school…
Wishing I could go plat in the rain.
He gave me a towel and said to dry off,
The he offered me a ride home—I took it.

I didn’t think, I only smiled and felt “Happy”,
Or at least that’s what I thought it was, I’d forgotten,
Forgotten what the feeling was like.
My heart is beating again and the wound is gone.

He drove me home without asking me where I lived,
I was almost scared but his eyes melted my
Soul into a pool of gooey caramel,
And I still felt the droplets on my skin.

This boy walked me to the door and opened it for me,
Asking me if I’d be okay...
I said yes, and then he quickly sat me down,
Introduced himself and left me sitting there.

He now has a name...
That name is Phillip, the one who gives me joy.
I see him everyday and impatiently wait till
Schools out so I can look into his eyes yet again.

I will always remember Phillip...
As the one who gave me my heart again,
Helped it beat and was there for my recovery.
Phillip was, is, and always will be my miracle.

~*Julianna*~

Six Semper Tyrannas - Thus always to tyrants...

Clockwork_Orange
Senior Member

since 2007-03-23

Posts 620
Space Camp, IN

1 posted 2008-07-01 01:29 PM

very long, but worth the read. very much so.

Falling rain

Member Elite

since 2008-01-31

Posts 2178
Small town, Illinois

2 posted 2008-07-01 01:39 PM

Awwe Julianna this poem is so sweet. Great poem.. And Clockwork_Orange, Yes it was long but it truely was worth it...

Keep up the writing!!

~Zach~

But of the tree of knowledge of good and evil,
thou shalt not eat of it;
for in the day that thou eatest thereof
thou shalt surely die.

Genesis

BrittanyJ
Member

since 2007-06-03

Posts 461
Come find me?

3 posted 2008-07-01 08:52 PM

Wow this is like my story exactly...only mine's name was blake and we r engaged now

I'm glad philip finally brought u back, it's nice 2 feel home again isn't it?

So no more hiding all your pain, you deserve a new start. That's why i'm closing myself away, this is a message from your heart.

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