Feeling Rain On Your Skin

It’s easier to hide

To stay under the covers

To beat yourself up

To blame the whole world.

It hurts to stand up

And say what you want

To feel those eyes on you

They judge you

It makes you feel vulnerable

All defences down

Open to attack

And attack they will.

Stay down, they say

It’s going to hurt, they say

There’s nothing out there

Better than what you have here

Maybe they’re right

But maybe they’re wrong

You never know for sure

Unless you’re out there on your own

Stolen kisses, tears you hid

Each moment becomes a memory

And as for memories

They’re meant to be forgotten

But whether you remember

Or you have no idea it ever happened

Each moment changes you

It defines you

It claims you

It makes you ‘you’

Then again, you’d never know

You could always just stay there

Under the covers, it’s warm

It’s comforting, protective

You could believe in fate

Wait for it to pull the covers off you

Wait for it to rain in your room

Rather than to get out

Then you’d never know

The exhilarating feeling

Of the little droplets of water

Falling on your face

Or the warmth that comes

That spreads from within

From knowing that you’re free.