Catharsis ||#Attys2016

Healing rain

Rain, it's pouring hard...out my window.

The wind is howling, shrieking like a banshee.

I love rain, the sound of it, the feel of it, the smell of it.

But now, I just wish it would go away.

Rain, with its healing touch. Wiping away the faults of the world.

But its healing doesn't get to me.

There's a raging storm within me.

It's competing with the storm outside.

I can't breathe, I only wish they would stop.

The tears flowing from my eyes are my own own healing.

The pain has delved so deep in me.

These tears, don't wipe them away.

They heal my being.