When the rain falls I feel calmed, relaxed, and scattered at times. Rain reminds me of the tears coming down my face. Falling slowly or hastily. I have few times when the sun comes out. It's hard to see when the sun will come out if all I see for miles upon miles is rain. A long, dreadful rain. Everlasting until the light breaks through its treacherous walls. Once you are there, in the rain, you can never go back. You just have to sit with yourself, think, die slowly while it passes. I feel as though I can never find myself, I can never find happiness. So I go into the rain, alone. With no one by my side as that's how people leave me. It begins to rain harder and harder as people leave me, just like the storm leaves them and they no longer need me to keep everyone happy. I like rain quite a lot seeing as I have started to become it. I like the feel of the cold drops on my skin, the way the clouds look, the way a part of it stays. I can be with something, even rain, that will stay forever. It's not always nice to get the reality of things, but when you are me and you have a strong relation with rain you can face everything. Bad or good. I am not prepared for the future, but at least I can focus on the present. Rain and storms can be lovely at times, but sometimes it can hurt. No matter how terrible or hurt you feel just keep going. I believe that someday everyone can move past their troubles and I'm hoping I can do that as well. All I can say is stay strong and be yourself...
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In My Feelings
Non-FictionA true story based on my feelings. God damn it's hard to go through this world without being hurt. I hope you enjoy the story.