Rain (V)  
by Ravenia-Morelli
 
“I’ve always preferred rain over people. I find a peace in it.  
It always calms me down.. however, rain doesn’t give you advice..  
it doesn’t comfort you- it just hits you with thousands of little water needles.  
Actually, sometime it even feels like your broken heart being dropped at you.
 
I’ve always been there for people, when they stood in rain, emptiness eating away their soul.  
Demons dancing in their head.  
I came from behind them, and put my mighty wings over them like a blanket, shielding them against the rain.
 
I listened, gave advice, held them while shoo-ing the demons away.  
In the end, they left with a smile on their face.. leaving me alone in the rain.
 
 
Just like I am now.. alone. Trully and utterly alone. The crying sky above me.  
My wings are limp, hanging at my sides, my hair completly soaked.  
I looked down the cliff again, seeing nothing but pure darkness.
 
I took a deep breath and looked behind me, hoping to see someone.  
To see someone running to me, begging me not to do it.  
Someone who cares the same way I do.
 
Noone.. of course.
 
I looked back, came closer to the edge, closed my eyes and..
 
fell down..”
 
 
~ Ravenia M.