Sometimes, I hate rains

Sometimes I hate rains,

Cause it opens up a scar that once i thought was healed.

I feel the burning sensation in my chest followed by my heavy breathing.

I feel like the rain is helping me hide the whimpers and sobs.

Like tears are synchonizing with the rain falling down.

I succumb with the darkness which cuddles me to the long night of heaves with fears.

The dark is immitating as a comfortable space.

Lay down and cry.

Think of the worst and feel bad about yourself.

Yes, it's okay. Come hug the darkness and tell yourself how much of a disappointment you are.

Yes, crawl inside your fear and let darkness feed on your soul.

It gets deep.

It's getting deeper.

Sometimes I hate rains.

Because darkness waves hello, like an old friend coming back to talk with you, again.