Downpour

It's the fear that's talking.

Carrying the load of pain

Once that was so beautifully hidden

under the skin flowing in vein

Nightmares, memories, dreams

wrapped in past, present and front

I can veil everything miraculously

But I prefer the mundane to be blunt.

Scarlet fluid, once warm is now

Inflictive to be cold and curt

As it takes a broken heart to know

How to break a heart!!