I wrote this... tell me what you think

Teary rain fall down on me
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By Damaya
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I love that feeling where your standing in the rain. Raindrops falling on me and soaking up my body, cleansing my soul. I feel freedom and such happiness and so locked away from the world. My heart opens up and my mind calms down allowing me to become less anxious and more in the relaxed state.

Standing there wearing only but pants and a t-shirt and getting soaked... Raindrops falling off my face and my eyes dripping from the rain drops. I love that feeling just standing there like your the only person in the whole wide world.

The rain falls likes the tears in one's eyes. They fall and splash into a puddle of salty water.

My bare arms and face exposed to the sky, exposed for all the rain to collapse on. Rain drips off my hair and my hair in small little clumps… An emotion surges through me, is it an emotion of happiness and freedom? Or is it an emotion of being isolated from the world? My mind detached from my body as well as my soul, my aching soul.

Of so many times my heart has been beaten and malicious as well as my soul. So many times it’s been prodded and cut open for examination from my heart. My heart examines my soul and decides how to act. My heart dances in my chest along with my soul. Don’t let just yourself dance let the inside dance as well. Dance so hard that your feet feel like their lifting off this earth and into the clouds. Dance and twirl in the sky while the wind blows your hair and the rain kisses your face tenderly. Dance like you have never danced before, dance like nobody is watching.

If you need to cry, cry let it all out. Don’t be scared of those around you. Crying is letting all your anger and sadness out and makes room for more happiness. Cry like you have never cried before. Feel those salty tears in your eyes and let them make way down your cheeks and onto your lips. With your moist lips taste the tears taste the sadness in them. Be the best you can be! You don’t need stuff to make you happy! Be happy on your own. You don’t need someone telling you how to be and act and you don’t need a substitute for your happiness. You don’t need a substitute if you’re depressed. Be yourself and don’t be what others want you to be.

 

I liked it your really tallented as far as im concernedkeep writing

 

haa haa i've written TONS of poems (and i pur a bunch in the poetry section) but they have long gone and nobody really looked at them... i got a couple of opeople write something but ya... I write a lot... and thanks