The blue-black sky bleeds
Wetly,
Coldly,
Painfully slow and tremendously hard.
(all depending on the sorrow above)
The clouds are heavy with regret and sin
A place not deserved.
Not one deserved it.
Some clouds are too young, too pure
But I suppose not pure enough.
The clouds aren't even clouds
They're made up of hearts.
(still-beating hearts)
Thumping softly, sadly,
Sobbing shamelessly, afraid that they'll die.
And then thunder strikes
When the pain becomes too much.
They vie for attention,
And when that doesn't work they cry again.
And steadily they lessen and dissipate
But more arrive to take their place.
And the downpour continues, again and again.
Wetly, coldly,
Like clear, crystal blood
That's bittersweet to the tongue.
The hearts keep pounding brokenly
As they weep, crumbling,
Crumbling,
Just like we do,
Tears in the rain.
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I was thinking of what I could do tonight, and I randomly decided to do a drabble about the rain in The World That Never Was :3 I like how it turned out.
The inspiration for it comes from the music piece, 'Tears in the Rain'. It's a short guitar piece, that I heard somewhere. Apparently it comes from KH, but I'm not sure which game…