Something in the Rain

most don't like the rain. it's not quite a bad thing to them, though. They simply rush to get out of it. but there is something there that suffers, alone.

Rain
It's a natural phenomenon
Something that happens all the time, throughout time
People tend to turn their backs to it, though.
They rush to get through it, curse it when a nice day turns grey, a field turned muddy
They never notice her
There is something in the Rain, where rain falls she must follow
She does not take solace in it, however, as some do
She is cursed, banished to forever be the thing in the rain that nobody even notices
Those who enjoy the rain, take solace in it
walk leisurely through it instead of rushing home
those are her friends
friends of the rain
They pay attention to her, they see the footprints under her feet
her translucent silhouette, misplaced in a storm
they can tell the tears from the raindrops
There is something in the rain, and she is banished and cursed 
it is something far worse than death, or torture
it is loneliness and silent suffering
only few even notice her, but will it be enough?
or will the downpour be her downfall

Author's Note

Another brain fart, dunno where it came from but here it is