• clifton 23w

    Maybe Today

    Maybe today,
    The heavens will open,
    To feel some rain,
    Would be a godsend.
    This heatwave,
    Is taking all my strength,
    Slowly evaporating,
    The humidity's so intense.
    No appetite,
    Except for water,
    An enforced diet,
    Of sunlit torture,
    I'm becoming so concerned,
    That I might never see rain,
    I'm praying for when,
    It'll come back again.