The rain that falls from my eyes is not a true rain. The rain is not used to water gardens. The rain is not used to quench the thirst of others. The rain is simply a rain of relief. A relief of release, no longer needing to hold back anymore. I feel the rain fall down my cheeks. I watch the rain fall on my scars. Then more rain begins to fall as new ones are created. This rain is not a storm nor is it a drizzle. This rain is just simply there. The rain that has rained a thousand times. The rain is so much more than what can truly be described. I cherish this rain for it does not come often. The rain doesn't always come when called with a blade. The rain sometimes just likes to come and visit. So I allow it. The rain will always be my friend.
i don't know what I was thinking. I had an idea but I think I ****** it up. :(