Standing on the edge of the roof, i let the rain pour over my shivering body. There's a strange beauty about the rain the way it splits and dances on contact. I wipe the rain from my eyes mixed in with my tears. Sitting down in the wet puddles, i let my feet dangle over the edge of the roof. Each raindrop sending a peacful signal of lonliness through my soul. I like to be alone when its raining, i like to feel it hitting me. My short sleeved t-shirt sticking to my skin drenched to the core. Rain is a blessing i always say, saves us from going thirsty and showers us with cool simplicity during the hot months. Today wasnt particularly hot, infact it was freezing , the middle of winter, but i needed to get away and this was where i came to let the tears fall. This was where i came to detach myself from teh world, to watch the raindrops beat down upon the ant like humans below me. I felt like a god up here, i used to pretend to shoot people with the rain drops but im to old for such sillyness now. My mother throwns upon my games, the way i play about with things i shouldent, she hates my obsesssion with rain. Reaching for teh cane when i come back inside dripping innocently on the carpet. I wont go home tonight tho, im not planning on ever going home or ever going anywhere. Just sit her for a while and make my final moments matter. Let the rain pour over me and clense my soul of the bad deeds, let it wash me clean and take my innocence. Slowly i push myself closer to the edge as the rain picks up and comes down harder. It will wash my blood clean of the sidewalk, just like i wanted, hopefully my body to and noone will ever kno where my secet place was, what my inentions where. And with that i push myself fully over, a smile across my face as my drenched body make solid and lasting impact with the ground.