Rain

Thunder rumbles as you enter.
and there lightning strikes,
masking a noise of mixture.
Thunder rumbling and lightning striking.
And rain falls.

You stare at the floor,
as you feel hit by hit.
At the back,
you whelp; there again.
You're upright, face down
to the floor. Can't breathe.
can't hear.All you see are
Doubles. A blurry world
all around you.

You breathe again as it stops.
the rain.for a moment, as if
thinking.
Thinking rain.
Before it breaks, and falls
upon you, ever so stronger.
As if enraged.

Breathe you say,
instructing your body to do so.
Breathe you say,
a mantra to remind yourself.
Breathe you say,
a note to remember.
Breathe you say,
for fear to live.

So there you are.
Laying under the rain,
the thunder roaring in the background,
the lightning striking spots.
and you can't help but think.

"I love the rain."