Tears

Heavy rain pour outside
Feels like it comes
With my aching heart
I am staring at the ceiling
But gazing past the white painted wood
I am in this position
Six hours, almost
I am not bored
I just realized
I have been so active all my life
I got tired
And now I owe myself
This rest
Blank stares
And empty mind
The rain water keeps on
Pounding the window pane
Calling me outside
I look up to see the dark skies
I whisk the cover off me
And slide out of bed
As I open the door
The wind kisses my cheeks
Telling me it's always alright
To have fun in the rain
And I let go of the tears
For so long have been kept
I wail and mourn out
The ennui I have inside
Tomorrow promises
Another day.