Emotions pour from the clouds.. weighted and heavy.
Each droplet containing a moment that couldn’t be held.
No longer able to contain its composure.. It swelled. It filled.
Traveling downward, speeds unknown.
Traveling up was no longer an option until after impact.
Maybe rays of hope from the sun would raise up what was splattered… pooled.. gathered.
Raised up with warmth.. with purpose… with a power higher than all else.
However it’s flooding..
The downpour can be felt far and wide
Nowhere to run or hide… only allow it to drench and consume you
Weighted emotions in the form of teardrops
Rainy days will never be the same again