Emotional Purge In The Rain Poem by Paul Burt

Oldest memories fade in time, like tears in rain, or so they say.
The mental stress of daily life, has been building in me, for a long time.
How much more can I take until my mind breaks, to the point of no return.

And the rain begins fall down on me.
I don't try to find cover at all.
I just stand there with my arms up to the sky.
AND EMBRACE IT ALL! !

So I stand here and let the rain fall down on me.
Let it wash all away the pain in my life.
I don't care what people will say or think of what I'm doing.
Because this is my emotional purge in the rain.

The rain continues to fall from the sky and I stand there, let it all fall down.
The sense of liberating sensation replace the negatives, that was in my mind.
People point and stare at me, thinking what the hell, but I just don't care

And the rain still falls down on me.
No point in hiding it all now.
So I'll keep on standing here with my arms to the sky
AND STILL EMBRACE IT ALL! !

So I stand here and let the rain fall down on me.
Let it wash all away the pain in my life.
I don't care what people will say or think of what I'm doing.
Because this is my emotional purge in the rain.

YEAH! ! !
So I stand here and let the rain fall down on me.
Let it wash all away the pain in my life.
I don't care what people will say or think of what I'm doing.
Because this is my emotional purge in the rain.

This is my emotional purge in the rain.