It's Raining Even When It's Not
It's raining even when it's not.
I walk down a path,
A path of few steps.
Steps that lead to a future,
A decided future.
Decided not by me.
As I go along it,
I think I should feel sun,
But all I feel is rain.
I look around and I see none.
But I feel it prickling against my skin.
Hitting me slightly,
But hitting me still.
I'm drowning,
Drowning in it's amounts.
It's raining, even when it's not.
Copyright © Mana R. | Year Posted 2014
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