God Save the Pain for the Misty Mornings

【 God Save the Pain for the Misty Mornings 】

⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ☩ 神はミスティ朝のための痛みを保存 ☩

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Rainy days make my pain rise high with the waters. Although my past is shrouded in fire, the torrential downpour of a thunderstorm seems to stir up my heartache like nothing else. I wish I could let the rain wash the agony away, and I would never have to see it again. But, that would mean letting go of my hatred. Do I really want to do that? My hatred is precisely who I am, and is the only reason I choose to live today. A break from this constant agitation would be nice...and, maybe a smile, too. The next time it rains, I am going to let it all go. I'll watch the built-up pain, stress, pure agony, wash away in the city drains, and I'll be able to breath again. But only for that brief moment. God save the pain for the misty mornings, so I can have a time of peace like no other. - ♛

( #4 in my story series "God Save" )