Black Rain

By Lissa Howe

Rain is falling black,
But it is not coming from the sky.
It's coming from my eyes.
My eyes twinkle like the stars & moon
I walk slowly, small umbrellas under my eyes
Shielding me from getting wet.

I'm running trying to escape my tears,
But nothing seems to work.
Should I face my tears
Forget about my problems,
Move on?

Inspired by Victoria, A Dear Friend

Edited by Draconic Spirit