

The Rain
Do you think it’s pretty when it rains?
I do…
I liked the gloominess of it..
I like how everything becomes peaceful..
How everything becomes calm..
I will never understand the people who don’t like the rain
It won’t hurt you
Doesn’t it give you a sense of zen?
Make you feel peaceful?
I’d like to lay in the rain..
I’d like to lay in the grass and lay the rain pour on me
Let it wash away my problems and worries.
I like the rain…
No..
I love the rain…
Do you ever notice how when it rains everything drowns out?
My thoughts, people, the world…
Everything goes quiet.
Like how a house is quiet when no one is inside
Like how an audience goes quiet when walking a stage..
Like how the woods are quiet yet they seem like the have something to say…
I like it when the rain is heavy…
I think that’s my favorite..
It adds this extra calmness to the world..
I wish I had a treehouse out in the woods..
It’d be peaceful when it rains…
