The darkness envelops me welcoming me in
I feel like I can breath let go and poetry begins

I love the dark and rain, it calls to my soul
Especially when I'm lost, it makes me feel at home

The dark skies are like a canvas ...a work of art
and the rain trickles down playing a part

A beautiful melancholy pen to paper where it's okay for feelings to start.

So, I'll stand in the rain even if alone and embrace all that is dark.