I sat in my room last night.
Watching the rain fall slowly.
Thinking about life.
And how it is so lonely.
Suddenly, the rain wasn't in sight.
But the window was only there.
I opened it as I thought I might.
And then again stared.
The ledge of the window leaked.
As drops filled it's surface.
it reminded me of life.
And how it gently curses.
The drops begin to cover the ledge.
As hurt does to my life.
And to many form, it drips over the edge.
As tears do my eyes.
I guess windows reflect a lot.
And so does the rain.
I watch and my heart rots...
I guess that's why it's called window pain