Comfort
Sitting, staring at the clock
Why is it ticking so slow
Glanced across my window
It was raining yet it was April
The droplets rhyme with
the ticking of the clock
Suddenly my eyes were watering
Then tears eventually
fall down my cheeks
I hate silence when it's raining
I can hear everything,
my ears don't stop seeking
Even the littlest noises I can still hear
I can't bear my mental state
my head was aching
I tried to calm down
Then I started wiping my cheeks
Trying to get on with the silence
Somehow I found myself
Loving the sound
Then I suddenly realized that-
'The rain and the clock comforts me'
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