Rain is for the lonely,
The ones of us who see to much beauty in darkness.
The ones who love too deeply and are not loved in return.
Rain is for artists,
The ones who stay up mixing colors to pain something they've never seen.
Rain is for poets,
The ones singing songs of love that's never been returned.
Rain is for the curious,
The ones who wonder at a world just beyond there reach.
And rain is for people who no longer want to cry alone.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Still Dreaming
PoetryNo story is not worth hearing. (PoetryCollection) Please give these a chance.
