I’ve always found peace in the rain.
It hides my pain and my fear from the world. It hides the
tears rolling down my face.
It blends in with the river below me. The sound of water
rushing to its next destination, always flowing, always moving, fills my ears.
The drops of water landing on pavement and metal create a sound that mixes and
combines with the river. Thunder and lightning add a beautiful harmony to the
water, clashing and filling the sky. The music of nature was always beautiful.
My fingers are numb. I can’t hold on for much longer. My
back is pressed to the metal structure on the bridge. The edge of the bridge
ends under my feet. All I have to do is let go. Let go of my problems and my
worries. Let go of the bridge. It’s the only thing holding me back.
The rain is pounding in my ears. A car passes by quickly,
but doesn’t see me or try to stop me. It’s too dark and loud out here to notice
much when you’re busy driving.
A gust of wind pushes against my back, urging me to let go.
Water drips from my fingers and blends with the torrent of liquid staring back
up at me.
I let go.
As I fall with the rain, all I can think is how nice it
feels to be out in it.
I find peace in the rain.