Poem: Umbrella

Hunter McDaniel, Writer

Umbrella

 

Cling to me when it’s raining, oh it feels so nice to be needed.

I protect you from the storms, and shield you from the cloudy gray,

Except when it’s over, I get put away. 

 

Back to the darkness I go, once I’ve held you through the sorrow.

I’m soaked from pouring rain, but I’m only used when you are in pain.

The only time I matter is when the suns not out. 

 

You leave me cold and alone, after I solve your problems,

You don’t appreciate that I’m not the one causing them.

I wish I had a me; another umbrella to cover me, when the sunshine leaves.

 

You don’t care once their storm has passed.

So until your next rough days, I’m considered trash.

If it wasn’t for rainy days, I’d be out of luck, because in the attic I am stuck.

 

Use me during a storm, leave me when you’re warm.

I’ll forever be in your hand, no matter how many times you fail to understand,

That what you put me through has me feeling like I’m sinking in quicksand.

 

I’ll always have your back, and take on the rain you hide from.

Because one day I’ll grow numb, 

But that doesn’t matter because I never see the sun.

 

Just try to remember me, even when your skies aren’t gray.

I don’t want to be alone when I fade away.

Just once I want to see the light of day. 

 

But I’m just an umbrella,

Forgotten until your clouds start to rain.