Rebirth

It's the end of the storm with just drizzles left. While I stand and feel the light patter on my face, I feel a weight being lifted off me. I see the shadows follow the dark clouds into another dimension. A dimension that isn't mine to explore.

All the screaming, fighting, disagreements will follow the shadows. But the pain will remain. Hopefully with what remaining drizzles there are, it will all pass.

Tonight the drizzling will stop. And tomorrow will be sunny once again. because no one likes to be under black clouds. 

So for myself, tomorrow I'll be born again.