The rain Pitter-patters, Softly, gently On the roof, The rhythmic Drops of rain Splattering On the windowsill Suddenly It starts to Rain harder Faster Like the sky Is crying, Lonely And sad The rain Turns to A storm, Angry, full of rage Like how Sad salty tears Turn to Fury Full of spite And a need For revenge Full of hate First it hurts And with time It becomes a thirst To make them pay Make them hurt Make them regret Ever hurting you The rain calms, Slowly, Realizes It’s not them they’re mad at It’s not just them Who hurt it And it’s back To tears of pain Because no one Likes the rain And the thunder, The storm And it Hurts To feel Unloved.
