Thoughts and Feelings

Getting Over.

I stood in the rain, on the tainted pathways of my unkept street and I dreamed that the skies would somehow take away my pain.

I hoped that the rain could wash away all my feelings so I could just be numb. I didn't need my emotions getting in the way of logic. Again.

The drops of water from the heavens rolled down my cheeks and mixed with the salty liquid of my tears. I couldn't hold it in anymore.

So many people need me to be strong for them. I couldn't do it anymore.

So I cried and cried and cried.

I cried till I couldn't make out anything around me for I was looking through a wall of water.

I cried till the only feeling that I had was the knots in my stomach.

Then the rain stopped.

So I stopped crying. I rubbed my eyes and dusted myself off. I looked towards the now clear skies and thought how everything was going to be okay in the end. Then I walked away.

Because that's what we have to do. Cry ourselves a river, build a bridge and get over it.