Bitter Sweet Rain

Some times when im alone and the rain is pouring down i sep into its embrace and let it clense me of thought. let the dropletts stroke my skin and ease my pain, allow it to run through my long hair and cover the tears in my eyes. let the fast drops pound on the ground as i race across it, going no where, not careing where it is i end up. Some times i laugh, others i cry, but in the rain its all washed away, but no matter how long it falls or how much it clenses, it cannot touch my aching heart. the rain used to be a beautiful thing, but now my hurt makes everything changed, i will wait till someone comes and finds me, then makes the rain sweet again. but untill then when i step into the rain, my heart will break and my tears fall, to be washed away...

DarkAmber DarkAmber
18-21, F
1 Response Feb 27, 2010

thank you yes you can book mark it i would be fattered. i try to write things as pure and meaning ful as i can. thx again.