Rainfall
It was rainy and everything was risky
Every drop of rain burns,
I'm losing sanity
I kept walking, trying to compose myself
I'm trying to breathe but feels like air is running away from me,
Why is rain so heavy?
Nothing around me is clear
Not even a single thing can explain why I'm in so much agony—
I am lost. But i kept walking.
The closer i get from each point makes it harder to get me to horizon
I am so close, i know I'm walking near these walls
but everything here is foreign
This road seems to never end— side by side, none of it has my may out
I am lost. And it is still raining.
Who cares if it's raining?
My body is numb— the rain that burns now doesn't have a feeling
No wonder why; I'm bleeding
I haven't noticed...
Until someone whispered
"It wasn't the rain that burns you,
Those drops you believed to come from the rain actually fall from your eyes. You've been crying so hard that you forgot to see the world around you. The sun is high, it is bright outside. But you drowned yourself, you drowned yourself with the rain that comes from your own eyes."
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