I like to sit in an unlit room,
Looking out at the ominous rain filled sky.
I long to go outside,
And feel the tear drops of the clouds.
For I know what it's like.
To be unable to stop tears from falling.
I wish I could comfort them,
Those bereaved morbid clouds.
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 8:23 PM UTC
I like to sit in an unlit room,
Looking out at the ominous rain filled sky.
I long to go outside,
And feel the tear drops of the clouds.
For I know what it's like.
To be unable to stop tears from falling.
I wish I could comfort them,
Those bereaved morbid clouds.
