Rain and Tears

Rain and Tears

The best place to cry is in the rain

Each splat comforts you,

An attempt to wrap its arms around you

Then it tries harder and falls harder.

I’m here child! It whispers.

But all you see is your reflection

As broken as the water itself.

You see the side of you no one sees.

That ‘YOU’ that is hard to embrace

Yet defines a large part of you.

As each drop hits the ground, so does your heart

Your screams are muffled

And so your tears do the screaming

If the rain was silent and only tears were heard

The earth would tremble…

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  1. Tarahh

    The best place to write is the night
    Broken, with a pen in your hand
    Not you but your heart that writes
    And the pen in your hand only dances to the thoughts of your heart
    You sit there, bare, amidst the dark
    Silence a friend;
    Writing, living, dying…
    Broken.

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