Next Rain

My heart bursts
and my emotions overflow. 

They stream down my cheeks
in the form of tears. 
Showering my face
indistinguishable from the rain. 

Am I happy?
Or is this
some form of sadness?
Maybe I'm mad, 
that to is a possibility. 

I cry every day
and am grateful 
when it rains. 

It hides the sadness
burrowed deep inside. 
Shrouds the madness
rearing its ugly head. 

It disguises the emotions
that burst out without permission. 
The ones that make my chest tight, 
and makes it hard to breath.

When the rain stops
my tears do to. 

I wish they would wait
for the next rain, 
but they come 
unbidden
once a day...
and sometimes more. 

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Link to a reading: https://soundcloud.com/lily_cas/next-rain