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The Rain

Rain pours

Down the street

To the drains

With majestic powers

 

It rains for what seems to be hours

I just sat watched and listened

As the rain off the ground glistened

Moonlight cascaded over each drop

 

“Maybe it won’t ever stop”

I thought while looking out the window

I was whisked away just to where the wind goes

Hypnotized, I put on my shoes with hesitation

 

Went down the stairs, with no cares

Walked out the door into the storm

Letting myself get engulfed

Soaking from head to toe.

 

No one would ever know

How I felt, out in the pouring rain

Or what was even on my brain

 

I felt free.

I felt the worst.

I felt hope.

That some day the rain, will go away.