It feels like rain, doesn’t it? With that scent of rustiness, that sense of old, and unwantedness to it???
not my sketch.
Feels like rain, and yet, I lifted my head up towards the skies, nope, it’s, totally blue and clear, so, why does it, feel like rain? Could it be because you told me you don’t love me anymore? Is it me, that’s made you, so unhappy? I keep on, running around, in circles, to see, if there’s something about me that I can change, to make you love me again.
Feels like rain, that, is what this marriage is to me, and, I’d lived, under these storm clouds of yours since, god knows when! And, I’d gotten, a little MORE fearful of my life by the day, and lately, the threats just, getting worse, and worse still…
not my picture…
Feels like rain, well, I won’t have it again! I’m done, with ALL this, drenching rain, I’d gotten so fucking wet, and, my house was, flooded, and, after the water receded, the mold took over, and it took me, a very, very, V-E-R-Y long time, to finally, get ALL of that fixed!
Feels like rain, no it doesn’t, it smells, however, like the calm before the storm, and, I knew, that if it felt so chilling calm, then, the storm that’s hitting next will get super scary………
Feels like rain, I’m done with ALL the rains in my life, and even IF there are still, rainy days in my near or far futures, it won’t bother me, because I found an effective way to cope with it.
Life, the Obstacle Course 