Running out towards the car
I felt the droplets hitting me.
I’m lucky they weren’t a tear
I have to shed and let troubles be.

Brushing off the droplets
As I turned on the radio.
If only I could brush away regrets
In order to let everything go.

Feeling heartbroken in silence
I couldn’t tell anyone about it.
Like glass shattered into pieces
My fingers bleed as I collect it.

I told myself I shouldn’t frown
Of yesterday’s mistakes and error.
I turn the sand glass upside down
It’s not too late for me to start over.

©Joie Yin