Rain itself
Rain is a poem....
Is the music that can almost sound like words
The way water drops into the earth
Like if nothing else matters.....
Like a meaningful phrase...
Like it just wants to fall away.
Rain....it has ups and downs
It can be strong....
Like it wanted to hit you on the soul
And it can be as delicate
As a gentle touch.
Sometimes it is noisy and it gets into a storm
And it feels like rain can understand you....
In many ways....better than people do.
Because it sounds....like the inside of a messy soul....
Playing around with problems...
And felling things wrong....
It's just like the cry of a broken soul
Hitting the floor....
Like it wanted to break it
It is wild.....
Like an angry person....
Like an angry heart
It wants to cause some pain....
Break the rules....
Or paint some deads.
And still....is a beautiful poem
A dark poem...
Filled in of darkness till it's pouring
Filled in of bad intentions till it's over
And rain...sometimes it almost touches you....
It is like rain wants to be with you...
To be that partner you are missing
To be that savior...
To drain your darkness...
And make your soul clear...
Like the seas, rain fills in
Making you pure again
Making you breathe....
Making you stay.
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