The Rain

by AntiSocial16   Feb 17, 2005


I look up into the sky
And hope I can finally cry
I wish and pray for it to rain
So that it can hide all my pain

For in the rain they cannot see
All the tears that flow from me
And as it falls on my face
It takes me to another place

A place where I can show myself
And I’m not left on a shelf
The rain, it falls from the cloud
When it comes a relief is found

Like when I sliced upon my skin
‘Cause I had to hide the tears within
The rain helps me free tears and strife
That I couldn\'t show in my life

The drops fall gently on the grass
And not one thought seems to last
Softly, calming, it seems to heal
The drops make it so I can feel

Now no longer am I numb
Down my face tears and rain run
For now no thoughts of suicide
The rain has made me happy inside

A relief the rain has given me
I have cried and now can see
I need the rain to survive
Without cutting, this is how I stay alive

Sorry, I know it’s bad.

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