Thoughts, Never Words. (Poetry Collection)

Raining Outside.

It is 3am,
Insomnia has greeted me
Once again, like an old friend.
It is raining outside,
And I have opened all my windows.
Tomorrow,
The rain from the night before,
Will make the summer heat
Feel sticky and heavy.
But as of right now,
The air smells fresh and earthy,
The rain is gentle and calming
And the wind chills my skin.
Slowly, my eyelids begin to close.