Yellow Butterfly Series
Transform Pain Into Rain
Poetry
I miss you on Sundays the most The smell of barbecue and pools Everyone telling their corny jokes The easiness of the day always got me The crispy air filled with cigarettes and smoke The wind blowing in my hair if I let it down The oils bothering my face, but you could never tell A smile always wrapped up in pretty lace
Conflicted I wonder why you prioritized everything over me I wonder why I never got to truly know you I wonder why you didn’t let me in I only wanted to help you and save you from your sins
But you decided another path You decided to make your bed and take your bath You decided to act like everything was good and cover it up with a laugh Now you’re gone, and I’m dealing with grief and wrath But that’s the thing, you can only stay in the present You can’t change the past This is the only moment we have This is the only thing that will last
So I’ll make the best of this pain I’ll turn this darkness into beautiful rain Sadness and depression can greet me But this storm can’t defeat me I’m here to stand by your side Though you were never by mine
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Hey, it’s me, Jade Willow. Thank you for reading my stuff — All of My Poetry+ My Eccentric Poetry Series