DonkeyPunch's blog: "Stupid Poem crap. nothing fun to read..."

Because we don't know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. And yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, an afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four, or five times more? Perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.

Its a cloudy day
The rain is softly falling
The plants around me
Covered in rain drops
I reach out my hand
To touch a raindrop
It rolls off the leaf
Falling into the palm of my hand
As i stared at it
It reminded me of how...
I held a tear of yours
In my hand...
I started to think
Of the things I said and done
The hurt I caused you...
I felt a pain
Deep in my soul, mind, and heart
My body started to feel weak
I truly didn't mean to cause
You pain
To make you cry
To lose love  in me...
As I'm walking down this street
Alone, cold, sad, and afarid
I feel a chill in the air
I looked up to the sky
The clouds were dark
Like the pain in my heart
The once softly falling rain
Turned into pouring rain
I prayed to God for forgiveness
For the pain I caused yu
I prayed that you would...
love  in me again
I closed my eyes and...
Then i saw your face
The tears that you were crying
I saw the pain in your eyes
The sorrow in your heart
I opened my eyes...
I couldn't tell if i was crying
The rain was covering my face
Out of all the raindrops
On my face
I felt tears rolling down my face
My heart felt cold
My body could not go on...
I lifted my arms to the sky
Then closed my eyes once more
Whispered to myself...
God...
Please let her forgive me
Let her Love Still
Take the pain that i caused her...
Away.

I'm Soryy...