Unusual Rain

[Reeze]

I hope you guys like it, I made this for school and it got me put into counseling. PLEASE post your feelings and interpretations of it! Try and guess what it means.

 

 

Unusual Rain

 

As I sit here writing

I feel nothing to be frightening

I see nothing worth mind

I know nothing is behind

Nothing but scratches

Sound of pencil on papyrus patches

 

The sun soon drops

To hide behind my mountain tops

Orange streaks fly through the air

And a purple, a hue of dare

Soon a blackness is all

For the sun mustn’t stall

 

Small drips at first

But then an incredible dark burst

Nothing is darker than this ink

Nothing I could ever think

A slight flicker in my light

Nothing to bring me fright

 

A small wind comes through

A little amount of face I drew

Soon a cliché, a drop falls

It wettens the inside walls

Slowly it drips, thick, abnormal

This rain, surely informal

 

A little light, a small break

I see the face, mostly too fake

The purring increases

Unusual rain, usually ceases

None I have seen falls thick

Most unusual, nothing slick

 

A tap, a noise

It comes from above, I poise

Over and over, louder and faster

Could it be master

He said he be home soon

But only tomorrow by noon

 

I make it up, even in dark

I see a man, but no, a stark

The tricky, unusual rain

No more light, only through the window pane

A flash, a dash of light

But it may heal not my fright

 

A gust of fear

For my own tear

The residence shake

My earth, it quakes

Most unusual rain now dark and black

The sound, the sound of a hack

 

I swerve to entry

The sound of break aplenty

The unusual rain

Comes through causing pain

My walls remove

A failure I try to sooth

 

It bends, it snaps

Nothing but ancient traps

The bright again, from behind

It seems, it seems to bind

Unusual rain, who be this

I know not here for sweet kiss

 

But, the man, full of nothing

He full of anger to ping

The mask is on

They be nothing but pawn

They are off

Most unusual rain, who are they doth

 

Light, I see, be they kind

But it fades back behind

Unusual rain, why have you come

I know, no I am dumb

It, they, come around

There it is, a pound

 

 

 

 

Most unusual, painful rain, may I escape

But, no, trapped by cape

I thrash to no avail

The light, now so pale

Be there no way out

Death, surely, with no doubt

 

Unusual devastating killing rain I must go

I shall not sit I will not stow

I need out, I need safety

The rain, now so pastey

I am stuck, caught

I was free, a moment I thought

 

Unusual maddening deceiving rain

Why me, why I for so much pain

What has thee to gain

You ruin a soul, that made from grain

Pulled it down a drain

Unusual, unusual rain.

 

[ExtinctedWood]

  Is this about self harming? I take the clue from:

- The unusual rain

Comes through causing pain

My walls remove                     (cell wall of skin?)

- It, they, come around

There it is, a pound                (a pound= to strike repeatedly and forcefully)

- The light, now so pale

Be there no way out

Death, surely, with no doubt   (fainting due to blood lost)

- The rain, now so pastey  <- I don't know what pastey is but I suppose it is pasty= resembling paste in consistency (the blood is clotting, due to platelets)

 

And I suppose 'the man' is the reaper? I'm sorry if I get wrong and somehow offend you, but this is the rationale that came to my mind.

Nice imageries and creation of an atmosphere  

I think it's nice and when I get the idea I think it's interesting. And if it's really about self- harming, no wonder you was put into counseling. XD

[Guest]

you're stupid. stop trying to english.