The rain

&&Somehow the rain is comforting

because it knows how I feel�.

always falling�.

unable to change it�s course,

the only way is down�.

going up for a few days,

sits high, above the world

onyl to come pouring down

sometimes

in streams,

sometimes in trickles,

sometimes just for a sunshower

but sometimes in gulf,

big capsizing

blinding sheets

and sometimes it freezes

while it pours

bringing with it

winds to no end

destroying everything

in it�s path

even the rivers

and lakes

and oceans

that it comes from�.

kindof how I feel

now�