March 23, 2010
By Anonymous

Laying down in my car seat,
Looking up at my closed sunroof,
I see rain droplets on the window clouding my thoughts

Tears trickling down my cheek,
Crying to the thunder,
Someone open my sunroof

My face consumed in salty wetness,
Stomach sore from crying so hard,
Consumed by the dry humidity trapped in my car

I somehow find enough strength,
To open the sunroof,
Letting the rain fall upon my face

Allowing the rain to cleanse me,
Letting the thunder roar in confidence,
I set myself free

The author's comments:
This piece of art was inspired by the need of emotional release. I hope that people that read it come to a realization that we are all emotional beings and to be aware of their emotions.

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on Apr. 22 2010 at 1:26 pm
Metallicajunkie DIAMOND, Hartfield, Virginia
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I completely agree. I sometimes regret being a sensitive guy, but other times I am grateful for it. I have cried in front of hundreds of people during many unfortunate events, but 'till this day, I feel no shame.

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