What You Did Wrong....cheating

The rain comes down ever harder as my emotions grow stronger.
Just like the rain my life hits the pavement hard shattering into a million pieces
With my life and the seemingly endless pain the only thing that seems to understand is the rain that I am standing in.

I take off my jacket and let the rain soak my body and soul
The rain is cold but forgiving against my skin
I put my face up toward the sky and finally let out the tears that have been hidden from everyone, including you

Unlike the rain my tears come streaming down my face bring warmth and memories with them. But the rain could not wash away all of the memories of us once happy, thinking that someday we were to be married. But all thats just my past not my present, and tonights the night I will let it all go

I put my face down in shame for whats to come
A shot of lighting streaks the sky as I slide my soaking wet hand deep into my pocket
I carefully feel around and find the object I have been searching for.

Goosebumps appear on my skin from anticipation
The rain is coming down in sheets now; the droplets feel like needles piercing my skin
The sound of thunder is becoming louder and louder as more bolts of lighting fly through the sky.

This is it the story of my life ends here.
I strip away my shirt as it reveals all the other sins I have committed over the months. All the scars and freshly cut wounds on my arm and stomach are out in the open for all to see. But in the end the only on out there is the storm and me.

The anger I have keep for so long inside my soul is beginning to build up
I place the cold blade against my skin slowly..........now the only person that can help me is God and not even he will save me.

I push the razor slowly into my skin letting it tear a deep hole. Blood starts to appear suddenly from beneath my incision. All the thought within my head begin to fade, as does the outside world. I cant feel the rain anymore against my skin nor hear the thunder above me. Im running out of time I can feel my last breathe coming...........I try to scream out I will love you until the end

But what is said was something totally different.....I hope you learn something from my death that

"The river thought our path carved in stone
The Mountain believed us giants, tall
The sun blinded by the beauty we shone
But the ant considered us far too small"

----quote is not mine-----but poem is----