Trapped In the Rain

Trapped in the rain I slowly walked down The crowded street. As my rain soaked hair covers my face as I slowly drag my feet across the ground, As the people around me no longer seem human but just tall black figures. I slowly walk as I listen to the taping of the rain that echoes on the pavement, My pale brown eyes are filled with emptiness and no emotion that seem to go on forever. I walk with no destination in mind No thought, or purpose, I walk. The tall black figures grow blurry as my pale brown eyes begin to swell with tears, And slowly roll down My cheeks and hit the ground. Soon I can no longer tell the difference between the ice cold tears that run down my face, and the ice cold rain that falls on my cheeks. I walk without speaking, only hearing the echos of foot steps and rain. As i walk I leave foot prints on the ground But they are soon erased by the falling rain. Trapped in the rain I walk as the tall black figures crowd the street that seems to be growing smaller, and my tears still fall and I walk down the street And the rain surrounds me And the sky and I cry Together.