Coveted are the days when my unseasonal rains don't fall to leave furrows of despair upon my cheeks, be them many or few. Life is a journey best not traveled alone, even if your company is only being kept in the mind.
For some, the paths they cross become well traveled, others...
but only for a while. it keeps me from thinking. i focus on either the warm drizzle eclipsing me, of the peircing rain stinging with each drop. it keeps the thoughts back, it freezes the pain, lets me last another day. i can feel myself almost....slip from reality. i can escape...
nothing special really. it rains, i walk. on this particular day of continuous rains for 4 days i ran. theres something about the rain that rejuvinates the soul, and breathes happiness into you. i can never be mad when its raining :]
I walk alone in the rain
To hide my pain
This might seem lame
But it's the rules of the game
You could argue if I'm even sane
I see the many rain drops falling all around me
They are cleaning the world of misery i see
Yet i still have these memories from which i cannot flee