"some days pour too heavy a rain on me,
there's only so many umbrellas i can hold,
only so many pours i can survive. only so many windows i can close, only so much i can do to escape your wrath
but even with the countless umbrellas,
i feel every drop with dread,
i feel every bit of the dampness and pain,
i feel it all too familiarly on the top of my head.
every drop burns me, it seeps underneath my skin and forces me to stand straight,
it's like every drop falls just to scar me.
oh rain, when will you stop hurting me?"
-k.v.
