The Rain and Me

Wiping up droplets,

of the salty water,

rolling over my cheeks,

using the rainbow every day;

Looking threw the window,

hoping for the rain,

with the umbrella in my hand.

Ocean of thoughts shaking my body,

a sudden wave of memories,

making me drowning;

Don't know how to float,

don't know how to breathe,

let me say this is the time,

to be dead.

And suddenly, felt another drop,

fighting with the salty one,

holding me back,

filling the scars,

with a little hope.

With my head held high, into the sky;

Black painted cotton balls,

running here and there,

filling the sky with joy and grace.

And a thunder light,

ripping from the sky,

spreading the glitter into the sky.

And tiny droplets,

jumping from the sky,

whispering just to change my mind,

to hold my life,

cuz it's worth to live again.

to breath again.