Rain

As I look outside the grey sky of clouds,

it has start to rain.

The rain is beautiful.

the rain is nice.

But do I wonder...

What rain reminds me about?

It sometimes remind me of amazing peace in myself.

But in other cases..

It reminds me of something very messed up.

Like pure sadness, or even some type of mourn.

It's sometimes calming.

But it's also fucked at the same time.