Rain

^Grass^

   The rain is pouring down from the clouds like the tears from a depressed teenager. Soaking the grass once it hits. Each time the grass feels more and more down. The rain is covering the grass, drowning it in explainable emotions. More and more water piles onto the grass, causing the grass to have more and more tension. Splash, splash, splash more and more water piles on me. I cant take this anymore. I'm drowning in this cold thick water. its all rushing like bad thoughts through someones head. I don't know how much longer i can take it, the pain is to much, the pressure is to much. I don't  want this any more. As soon as it begun it was over. No more grass the grass couldn't take it. There's no more grass for people to enjoy on sunny days. The warm grass as the young children play in the front lawn. Who knew one thing being gone could effect so many more things. It only took one thing to end something so important to the people and things around it.