Again, something that was written a while ago.
I was just wondering what other people might think of it..


Leaning against the cold glass window, my emotions match the weather outside. Grey dragons coat the heavens, flowers and shrubbery shy under sheets and blankets of mist. The clouds burst, the rain cleaning away the early morning dew, exposing the creatures, petals and leaves to the rush of water.

     I leave the comfort of the living room, padding my way to the door, outside, with only a thin tshirt as my protection. Tears mingle with the dribble of rain. The sky apologetic and understanding of my pain. The dull green grass licking my toes, winding it’s was around my ankles. A scared, damp green cat hiding in the soil.

    I look up at the sky, the small, cold, oval droplets falling onto my features. My arms open. I feel free. I feel calm. The Lion of worthless feeling, empty hurt and ache, no longer roars.

I breathe in deeply, as if it would be my last.

I am not alone.