Healing

My mind keeps going through 

A truly astonishing quest

Where water never stops flowing

From it's high rise trench

On some days, I try to hold it down

But then it turns into clouds

Only to become the rain

And a thousand rivers again

And anger, And pain 

Disappointment in people

Perhaps that's not all in vain?

When I've to pick up very drop

Send it back to the sky

From where it came

Pretend it doesn't hurt, this game!

It gets taxing up here

Where the healing begins

You never get to be known right

Let alone, be given a win.

 

-Al