The sky is dark, the clouds heavy. The rain has an icy chill, with an angry wind, I imagine it must be quite cold.
The rain runs down my face, I'm wet from head to toe. The freezing wind whips by me. My clothes drenched and stuck to my skin, but I don't notice. I can't feel the icy rain on my face or the freezing wind that blows around me.
The rain releases emotions that I haven't been able to. The emotions I've hid from the world. They over run me. Not one happy, none even close. The loneliness has over come me.
I stand alone in the rain. They don't see me, they don't care. But then again, why should they. I'm not worth it. I never was and never will be. And I no longer care
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