Written for WOW: Write On Wednesday for newlywrittenbooks

Rain drenched my soul, pouring down from the melancholic sky above. Each droplet was a tiny messenger of sorrow, seeping into the very core of my being. The gentle patter against the asphalt was a distant echo of the storm raging within me.

As the raindrops fell, they washed away what little fragments of happiness clinging to my spirit – Tears of the heavens that mingled with my own, human, ephemeral, mortal.

My tears were silent, however, too painful to emit any sounds as my invisible wounds bled all over the road – a one-way highway to eternal slumber.

Rain kissed my skin and whispered in my ears, promises of faraway solace and hidden acceptance yet to unravel.

I stood there, soaked and motionless, recalling life leave your eyes and abandon my soul. The wind was cold and unforgiving as it nipped at my skin. I was numb – a statue frozen in time.

Grief squeezed my heart.

As I fell to my knees, I wondered, who else was I to dance with in the rain of this life?