The sad dripping sound of cool rain

lulls my pain into deep sleep,

and my heart awakens in crisp freshness,

trying to shake off all memories.

A sudden flash of lightning breaks me into two.

The past pulls on me;

it won’t let me go free.

Silent tears start running down my face,

despair prevails,

and the sun

behind pale clouds

abandons me

every after.

©2025, Vasiliki Papadopoulou.