I always liked rain
I know,
It's cheesy
But
Back when I was a little kid
And I still believed in a God watching us
I used to tell myself that when it rained
Him and His Angel's were crying
And it comforted me
To know that
Even God gets sad sometimes
And it was okay for me to cry
Now I don't believe that
But the rain
Still helps
Because the world is sad
And when I'm crying in my room I feel less alone when the world is crying with me
I'm weird aren't I?
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Blood Stains
Poetry*trigger warning* I'm lost•I'm broken•I'm hurt•I'm sorry ~the ones marked "x" are about my struggle with food and eating~
