When It Rains.

It only comes out when it rains.

the heavy feeling in your chest

it presses your lungs so you can't speak

so there is no way to tell others how you're feeling

but you don't know what you would say

it also wouldn't matter

there is no one there

because you feel so alone

in a room full of people and you can't make a connection

so you lose your emotions

and love

and energy

not just for the people you care about

but the things you do

the books you love to read are fading from the pages

the shows you watch are uninteresting

and the people you love are just people

so now you are stuck

you have to feel that weight

because that dark heaviness is all there is

eventually, you find comfort in that feeling

to the extent that when the days come when you are okay

you self-sabotage until you find that comfort again

but at the end of the day

it is still hurt that you are feeling

and you are still sick

this feeling will continue to bottle up

it will fill until the pressure breaks you

and the feeling is pouring through the cracks of you

coming down like rain.

And it only comes out when it rains.

But when it rains,

it pours.