waking up
in a haze,
state of delirium—
where am i at?
i look in the
mirror and see
a reflection
of someone
i used to know.
i need a place
to escape—
all i wanted
was to protect
my peace
and be safe.
the waves
come and go,
emotional
instability,
barreling toward
insecurity:
here i go.
all i wanted
was only love—
but that was
taken away,
and i’m left
with all
the blame.
you say
i broke you
down—
but all i
ever wanted
was to build
us up—
and the
foundation
was shaky
ground.
waking up
in a haze,
i fight
to stay awake.
please, god,
let the rain
wash away—
and take away
my pain.
because i
don’t want
to go another day
getting
carried
away.
A raw plea from inside the storm.
WASH AWAY THE PAIN is a desperate cry for release—when love breaks, and you're left staring at your reflection, wondering what went wrong.
This one’s for anyone who’s ever begged the sky for peace and prayed the rain could rinse the heart clean.
If you’ve ever felt like the weight of healing might break you—this poem gets it.
It bleeds, begs, and breaks—but it’s honest.