In the rain

by inaudible confessions   Jul 30, 2005


In the rain
is where i feel
like nothing matters
and nothings too real

it makes me smile
and dance around
it makes me think
i could leave the ground

In the rain
my arms spread wide
and down my skin
the raindrops slide

i tilt back my head
and close my eyes
pretending that raindrops
are tears from the skies

In the rain
the angels are crying
for those who suffer
and those who are dying

but i rarely feel sad
as the teardrops fall
they repress my pain
they drown it all

So in the rain
is where i will stay
until the clouds
begin to fray

and next time the sky
turns dark and grey
i will know my sanity
isn't too far away

*Hmm... i do not know. A little strange, yes? Oh well. So the last two lines i hope are self-explanatory, but in case they are not i will explain: i feel pure and a little more alive when i am in the rain, and that makes me feel more sane because when i am feeling alive i am generally feeling happy and nothing seems very complex. That does not make sense. Whatever, i do not care. he he. So, what do you think?*

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