Authors Note: A poem that I made during a storm, I sort of intended it to be from Shadows point of view, and I'm sorry if he seems a bit out of character by saying this.

Let it Rain

I've never really cared for the rain

That is…until now

I've come to depend on it

To help drown out my sorrows

Other than the drinks that did not help

To wash away all the negative feelings of my being

Let the storm come…

I'm waiting…

Let release its thunder like my anger

Its lightning like my memories

All brief and flashing

Let the rain come with them

And represent my unshed tears of pain

The wind like my hardships

Trying to push and keep me down

I listen now…and I hear it

Can't you?

They are all combining…

The thunder…

The lightning…

The rain…

The wind…

It all synchronizes to me, or I to it

All I know is we are the same

The storm and I

Becoming a song that I know by heart

The one that I abide by to keep my mind

That plays in my head

Over and over again

Even when I'm in the subconscious

But it's different every time…

So how do I know it?

That question I cannot answer

All I know is I'm waiting…

And that when the storm comes…

I have a slight sense of peace

Authors Notes: Please tell me what you think, I know it's horrible, but I needed to post something