"So my heart wandered

into a rainy night without them

and found a canopy 

to hide under" (from "Changed" by Naomi Shihab Nye)

No one,

Nothing,

Just raindrops falling down onto the street.

No one

Walking down a path alone.

No one

Hiding form everyone and everything.

Each rain drop looking at you 

Judging, staring, talking.

You just sit there, but all you see 

is nothing.

No one

Looking into the cloudy night 

to see if it will stop,

but no one there,

No one can hear you.

No one cares.

As the rain get loud.

You just sit there under that canopy.

As a tear rolles down your face.

No one