The Rain

by Obscurites

short little poem about bella and forks very depressing

08:24

I never liked the rain

I never like the crystal water drops

I glanced out the glass with distain

This place bounds me with chains

I never liked the rain

I never liked the rain

I never liked the lighting strikes

The thunder is always the same

I am bounded with chains

I never liked the rain

I never liked the rain

The rain beats the ground, like a father beats their prodigal child

I never liked the memories the rain brings

I never like the sadness

I never liked the rain

I never liked the rain

I never liked the tears it brings

I never like the fights

I never liked the clashes

I never liked the rain

I never liked the rain

I never liked all the green

I never like this place

But

This place is me

And sadly – I have to like the rain