Free with the raindrops

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He let's out a quiet sigh. He moves his legs from inside the blaket that he had wrapped himself in and sat up on his bed. He strolled his eyes around his room which was almost neally pitch black so he couldn't see much but quietly in the back round he could hear a tip tap, tip tap on the window. Rain, Elijah loved rain, to him it was something so beautiful and for a moment he closed his eyes and admired that moment, he felt so peaceful.He's always dreamt of dancing in the rain. The sound of the rain hitting the floor, it was eligent.The feel of the raindrops flowing down your face. to feel free.All he wanted was to be free, free from all the madness that lays within his veins.free.

He had been lost once again in his thoughts, but atleast it was something beautiful. His eyes fluttered open and his eyes lay set at the view of the rain just as before he wondered away in his mind.A tear formed on his water line and ran down his face before it dropped onto his hand, and so did another but for a while he didn't notice.Were the tears from happiness or sadness or was It just filled with no emotion? 3:03am.. was it only that? he hasn't realized the time, he thought it was early morning. The sleepless nights confuse his mind but Still with all the thoughts and demons he stays some what sane..

He lays back down in the bed that he previously got up from to try and rest his mind, to sleep, maybe for once not get carried away in thoughts that he fights everyday.That's all he wanted for once is to just sleep, and maybe this one time,maybe he could do that. rest. in peace.And so he closes his eyes hoping that he can fall into the deepest sleep with beautiful dreams of the substance that falls from the clouds above..rain.

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