when it rains
when it burns,
let it.
let the fire crawl from the depths of
your stomach and rip out
of your mouth like a
thunderstorm.
when it burns,
let it.
because the flame won’t stop flickering,
it will just burn up your insides
until you’ll a shell of a person,
a burned down house.
so when it burns,
let it.
let it burn,
but do not let it burn you.
and when it rains.
let it.
do not find shelter.
get drenched and mix the
raindrops with fat, heavy tears.
you should get swept away in the currents
that flood your earth
until you find new continents
inside yourself.
when it burns,
let it.
and when everything is done burning,
it will rain.
and when it rains,
let it.
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