It was dark, And there was rain. I could barely see the reflection of the lifeless city sky, In the shallow puddles, I was passing over. The pavement, It took the form of a rough-backed beast, That wanted nothing but to devour all, All except me.
I felt lonely.
The world passes on, And I remain. Drops of water tap me gently. I wish it would rain down, hard. I wish it would rain tears, So that I knew I wasn't alone. Ripples, small ripples, Shake me, And I feel like I don't matter.
This is kind of a mix of ideas that I want to dedicate to individual pieces, but I thought it might be interesting. Here is a little piece of my brain.