Rain (interlude)

There are times the sky cries with us
Mother’s tears falling with the delicate love
That reminds you that this feeling is meant to be felt
But there are times when it is cacophonous
Every drop holding the weight of a thousand unanswered questions
Each one carrying truth that we are forced to face from a place of uncertainty
Time ticks on and I am no longer clinging to a false ideal
But I still don’t have the courage to properly reconcile