There’s nothing like the rain.
I can’t help but lose myself
In the myriad of mist and shadow,
As I watch it cleanse the world.
A sad smile tugs at my lips, and
My head fills with wishful thoughts
Of the rain cleansing me
Of a grime that no bath can take away
I wonder if anyone understands
why I like the rain...
I wonder if anyone comprehends
why I like the pain...
I wonder if anyone even cares,
that my life seems like its been taped.
Maybe things could be different
if I had never gotten raped
but it’s too late--
I can't change the past
All I can do is make the present last
And hope
That there’s still hope for me in the future
The rain is pure
Like I can never be
No matter how many times
I feel its pitter-patter on my skin
That’s why I love it
because in it I can hide my tears
That’s why I like the pain
It’s the only thing still real.
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Submission Name: Rain (revised)
