I could stand here
In the midst of the rain;
Feel the tears slide down my face--
Sense the blood dripping from my lip as I bite down
And never want to turn my countenance
From the sweeping clouds that
Cry down on me.
My numb façade
Melts away and pain comes;
To replace what I could not feel --
And I wouldn't change a thing, except I would want you here
But being alone seems so right
'Cause sometimes, I just want
To see who I am.
This rain peels away
These scabs of insensitivity;
This mask of rebellion and callousness --
But, no one is here to look upon what I have become
And I think I quite prefer it that way
So that they can't expect more
From what they think I am.
My knees grow weak
And the ground suits my body;
The dirt longs to grasp at my skin --
And all I want is to let everything be, however it is
Because I don't mind anything right now
And I never want to forget
How this feels.
The night is falling
Darkness envelops the world;
Liquid drops fall to the earth as I soak them up --
I tremble as I look up to see those stars that we once chose
And I feel your reflection within my thoughts
And my hands reach for your strength
I'm not worthy of such delight
Tears are my comfort.
I lie under a blanket
Of consciousness that feels so wrong;
I don't think I can imagine a more welcome place --
Than spinning in a circle of drenched land all my own
And lying, face to the heavens, in the dream
Of the sweet embrace of your being
Waiting for me.
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Submission Name: In the Midst of the Rain
this was wonderful, I thoroughly enjoyed it. 
