The rain is like a warm blanket covering you.
comforting you, hugging you. ,
It falls on you surrounding you, lightly touching your face.
the warm water streams down
your face covering the painful tears you shed.
Covering the pain in you.
The RAIN takes you into your own world wishing it was reality.
It takes pitty on you knowing you cannot survive with all the pain.
DO you take its mercy upon you?
OR...do you walk away knowing
the pain will haunt you for the rest of your life...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem