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.