Pitter patter

Drip drop

Smells like damp,

Rain won’t stop

Salty tears down my face,

Taste them on my tongue.

Rain hammers on the window pane

To the beat of its own song

Thunder rolls and lightening flashes,

Drumming in my ears.

Grey day, left all alone

Empty street , rain lashes

Drip drop

Pitter patter

Rain has stopped

Doesn’t matter.