Downpour

"Lonely boy who likes walking in the rain because no one can see his tears"

Wandering through the shambles,
Pouring down lackluster shame around him,
He walks stumbling through the darkness,
Crying for attention from them,
He stumbles upon his answers,
Falling all around him like rain,
No one can sense the pain,
See the destruction,
Feel the ice cold grip of fear,
He stumbles through the down pour of thoughts alone and scared,
Wades through the pool of uncertainty and shame,
But finally,
Walks through to the light of hopefulness and joy,
Runs to the open field of happiness and relief,
Then,
Then he is free,
Free of the dark clouds and harmful thoughts and welcomed by the warm embrace of clear skies and sunshine ahead.