Rain

My first ever edited and favorite writing.

The rain begins to silently fall as i put out my hands, reaching for the sky. I feel a single drop of rain fall into my palm before steady streams of water pour from the heavens. I close my eyes,imagining, as the water quickly drenches me. 

I imagine what it would be like to be free. Free of all sin, worry, fear, anxiety and hate. Completely free of the world. I imagine the rain, still pouring steadily, washing everything I feel away. There is a weight lifted from my shoulders as I simply imagine the rain, the warm cleansing rain, making me free.

I open my eyes to see a whole new world. Tiny sprinkles of water fall onto my eyelashes and I smile. I smile for the first time I can remember in months. I feel empowered: limitless. 

I twirl in the rain. I let the glass-like structures break all around me, shattering like everything I want to lose. I felt beautiful. 

I stop only when the ground became too slick and I fall to the street. I laugh. Nothing matters. Nothing matters but me and the rain.

Author's Note

This was in past tense. If you have any time, try and see it that way and tell me what you like better. Thanks!