Tears like rain ;

Standing out in the rain. 

Sniff in the scent of loneliness. 

Shivering in the cold, warping myself up. Keeping self warm. 

Looking up to those pretty little raindrops falling on my nose tip. 

Seeing people running away, hiding, avoiding the rainstorm. 

Everyone have fears. What's yours?

Searching for a soul. Searching for someone to hold on to.

Searching for my inner self. Searching for hope. Searching for dreams. 
Searching for believe. Searching and searching, I fall into my own whirl of misery. 


Xoxo,