In my heart echoes the pain,
by Lilibeth Sacmar Apat
Hurt never heals in the rain,
Rain never quenches thirst, soul,
No balm for my numbed senses.
LIfe has a lot to offer,
Like the rain that pours wonders,
Life, like rain, fascinates me,
The downpour I have waited.
But rain is not enough now,
To wash the tears that flowed down,
Pain so deep that brought my tears,
Need peace I have not in sleep.