Night of Rain

It poured all night as I stood below the clouds,

The rain washed away my sorrow alongside the tears in my heart.

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I could not realize when the lights went off,

How soon the drizzle became a storm, that also I couldn't realize.

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I write not for praise, I write to let out my fears.

How my tears are being washed by the rain, I need my sins to be washed as well.

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I see a few families driving away in this rain,

Some singing together, some just watching the rain.

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Once in a while though a man comes, pushing his vehicle down the lane.

He seems wet throughout. Whether it's water, sweat, or perhaps tears from his eyes.

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I wish of helping the man yet I see myself in the same shoes,

My legs tired, my hands numb. Incapable of pushing my vehicle another step ahead.

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The rain shows no signs of halting and now the thunder has joined as well,

Staying like this, neither the car will budge nor will I move ahead.

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So I take a breathe and retrieve my coat from the backseat,

Giving a glance to the man behind me.

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I walk forward in this rain, myself all wet,

Not searching for any shelter to stay dry, but a home for sleeping in.

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Although, I still miss my soft car seats...

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