Venom

It rains,

One drop, two drops, a few drops...

It pains,

One tear drop, two tears or a few drops...

Water rushes,

Water flows.

Blood gushes,

Blood flows.

River runs out to sea,

Running away from the hills.

In our hearts the venom we can't see,

In a constant battle with how our brain feels.

When we love it doesn't make sense,

When it does it's just pretence,

We cary around the venom.

Not knowing were it's from.

We'd love to care but it hurts,

We wish we loved but it hurts.

When the venom seeps through,

When the fear, the pain gets through.

Our hearts wishes for love,

And this venom flows within our thoughts.

Our mind can't admit to love,

And this venom consumes our hearts.
                                     MissAhdynn