The sky looked so gloomy today, it looked towards the sun in envy of its rays of sunshine and happiness. The sky was so overpowered with such depressed and gloomy clouds you could almost see the droplets of tears about to fall, Then suddenly the dam behind the clouds broke and down came the tears that were held behind the clouds that engulfed the streets and drenched me in its tears. The cold breeze took no pity or remorse of my fatal appearance, the breeze nipped at my cold skin my thin sweater barely covering my body. Yet I still stood there silent letting the sky's tears cover my own, there I stood in the park taking in how the rain was, how it felt, and why the sky was crying. Did the sun do something to provoke its painful sobs, was it scared the sun would take it over at some point as it always does, or maybe even scared of what it might do. There I stood still once I realized I wasn't at the park there was no rain outside there was no thin sweater, because the moment I just saw and thought of was my own painful memories. The sky outside was as clear as can be the only sadness was in me, the clouds I spoke of were merely just my own eyes clouded with depression and pure true sorrow. The dam that broke were behind my own eyes as I sobbed relentlessly, that cold breeze that was spoken of that nipped at my skin was merely just a cold blade nipping at my skin as it tore away pieces of skin bit by bit. The tears that engulfed the streets were just the cold red blood running across the lines the blade made on its way to the ground. The sunshine that was spoken of was my ex that has torn away my heart and broke it to minuscule pieces.
