• tandemwords 40w


    I feel the rain drops on my face, my head pointed towards the skies, eyes closed as my clothes start sticking to my body. I feel the hard cement under my feet, the smell of wet concrete drifting to my nose. I let the rain take me away as my mind drifts to other worlds, lost in the silence, to nothing but the soft sounds of the water hitting the ground, and I am alive.