So this is my lame attempt at a challenge by Riversong.
I'm wet, falling towards the ground
Dropping from the blue because I couldn't be held in
The blue burst, spilling me out and hurtling me down
But I'm not alone, no not at all
There are countless of us
All different and unique
Wherever I land I'll shatter and water will be released
It's a downpour of water
Drenching the ground and I'm lost in the thrall of the falling liquid
You may think I'm a raindrop
But really I'm a tear
Falling from a blue eye because emotions pushed me out
There are many of us, many tears
I don't know how long we'll be falling but I hope it ends soon
I wish I was a raindrop
The challenge was to write a poem that made you think it was one thing, but then at the end was actually something different.
