Rain rain for 33 days,rain rain in 33 ways.
Living life trapped in a maze,seeing skies in 33 shades.
Lying on my back on grassy blades, looking for the days to change,
the sun may drop and the moon may rise, but nothing but rain to my demise.
Listen closely to the storm, is there a voice telling me to come home?
I listen closely every day, but nothing but emptiness and dismay.

Waiting hoping for the sun to shine, help me back on my feet so I may climb.
Get away from the rainy days, and let me see sky's of brighter shades.
Help me gain peace and life again, so I can be what I hoped I would have been.

Whatever may come and whatever they say, as it was written ....33days.

A fluid read

welcome to creative writes whatitis! :)

Sort of sad, I liked it a lot and hope to see more.

Thanks, just spoke through the heart

Thanks

What It Is!!! Hey there, nice one!!...Check out the number of your posts, 33!

For you

Hope you can be what you would have been too. Good write. Good Luck.

Hey thanks!

thanks