Streetlamps
Line the sidewalks,
Every one
Filled with darkness.
A light rain
Brushes over,
Whispering
Quietly
On my shoulders.
Other than the quiet fall
Of my feet
Everything is
Silent.
Serenity
Flows over
The streets
I blindly walk down.
Chilled to the bone
But I am not cold.
A melancholy happiness
Floats
Over me.
I whisper on my lips,
Let it rain.
Comments
theatrekid78 Says:
it's great!
P.S. you used the word mealoncholy! that makes you awesomer!!!!!!!!
death to pink Says:
wheee! *sings* I'm only happy when it raiiiiiiins... oh, wait... whut? o______o very pretty.