The sky cries
tears of salty sweet
precipitation,
falling delicately onto the ground.
The grass soaks
every ounce of the
luscious water
to its content, gulping it
deep into it’s roots.
Splashing, bouncing
off the solid grey concrete,
washing onto the roads
and sweeping away into the drains.
A navy blue car
races through the raging storm,
passing by all the excitement
of the falling droplets.
Inside,
there’s a young woman
in her early twenties,
trying to contain the river of emotion
building up inside her.
She makes a right
and speeds to the stoplight.
She slowly stops,
and collapses onto the steering wheel.
Tears leak onto the dark leather,
drip down onto the seat and seep into the fabric.
Cars behind her impatiently honk,
but she doesn’t budge.
Eyes blurry,
she attempts to collect herself
and continues down the road,
leaving everything in a haze.
The windshield wipers
clear the chaos of rain
splattering across the window,
making the road visible
once again.
