Rain

Rain

A Story by Onyx Sky

Rain

The rain pores down in rivers today, very dreary. When I walked to class I seen a girl with long dark hair, and big wide brown eyes. She was crying. I don't know why, and I really wanted to ask her, but I felt I would be intruding. The weather matched her mood. Sometimes I wonder if it's coincidental that things happen that way. I cried today too, but on the inside. I buried the tears so deep inside of me that the only way they came out was through my dreams.

And then when I woke up with this morning I hid my true feelings and never shared my dreams. Some people can tell how sad I am and it scares them. Some don't even realize they are scared because they are sub consciously moving away from me.

Today I dreamed of being somewhere else. Somewhere I don't have to have all the bad memories. I walked to class in a daze because I imagined many flowers and sunshine. I dreamed I could smell the ocean, but when I saw the dark haired girl, I suddenly remembered where I was. No flowers, no smell of the ocean. Just the smell of a dark and dreary day. Just the slosh of rain in my shoes. Just the feeling that I'm meant to be somewhere else.

I cannot seem to forget the past to be able to move on to my future. Not when I have to many days like this to remind me of what I wish I can forget.

© 2008 Onyx Sky


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What's brilliant is leaving room for these thoughts to belong to absolutely anyone. This is the quintessential, generic thought process corresponding to a particular, common circumstance, yet it is paused and cut from reality to be placed in another of Onyx Sky's poetic-prose style writes. This existential excerpt allows the reader to highlight profound aspects of the common circumstance to be analyzed philosophically, to be used to create a general, broad assessment about the fundamental nature of reality. As such, with regard to the circumstance, it deeply broadens the mind in an emotionally provocative way. It's an excellent piece.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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What's brilliant is leaving room for these thoughts to belong to absolutely anyone. This is the quintessential, generic thought process corresponding to a particular, common circumstance, yet it is paused and cut from reality to be placed in another of Onyx Sky's poetic-prose style writes. This existential excerpt allows the reader to highlight profound aspects of the common circumstance to be analyzed philosophically, to be used to create a general, broad assessment about the fundamental nature of reality. As such, with regard to the circumstance, it deeply broadens the mind in an emotionally provocative way. It's an excellent piece.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Touched a very deep core inside.
My childhood was somewhat like this . You have invoked a lot of repressed feelings out of me, which is great.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

oh you brought so many memories here,you know i lived here in my land and i worked in many other places where some there is lots of sunshine ,others there is lots of rain most of the year,its strange why rain always looms down and and brings bad thoughts to you no matter no matter how optimistic you were ,but off course if you did not have anything to do just stay at home with some fire to warm you up maybe listen to some music then its rain for me ha ha,i always wished rainy days on holidays and sunny on work days ha ha ,how strange our mood can change with the change of weather ,you know it could turn your whole life ,your mood that day,it will be successful or bad only depends on the sky if there is a sun shining then your day is bright or else ,how strange man can be ..really i have always thought that,thank you for this you brought some wild thoughts ,and i liked that

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Onyx Sky
Onyx Sky

Raeford, NC



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