Storm without Feeling.

Despite my senses I feel dead inside. Raindrops travel down my face, but I still don't feel alive. They're just like teardrops from Heaven, the tears I'm unable to cry. These raindrops mean something to me, I just can't figure what or why. I hear the thunder rolling, and water pattering off the roof. The lighting could strike me down right now, and no one would have a clue. My emotions are really lacking, I can't feel anything. Despite all of my senses, I don't see a point in living. The rain just keeps falling, emotions I'm unable to convey. Life goes on, and I keep striving. The sun will rise again someday.