I watch the unkowing slip
from their eyes as they gaze
at the rain stricken window.
Streaked with the doubts of all
those before them. Washing
away feelings that have long been
deceased from the far corners
of the minds of the ones
who once watched the
rain streak down these very same
windows.
Then the rain
falls harder as the
windows to the soul
shatter and the rain
pours through the cracks.
Submission Name: Crying
