Heaven’s Rain

I looked up as the rain above me fell like small stones.

Each one hit my face gently, rolling down both cheeks as I let my sadness flow

There was no shame behind my tears for the water washed them away, helping me hide the emptiness I bore.

"Men shouldn't cry," I've been told, therefore I hide under heaven's tears.

No one can see and no one will know.

Only God will know.

Only God will know the agony behind my burning heart, that only the rain can cool,

Only God will know the reasons why I hate the way that I hate,

Only God knows why I let my self suffer in this pouring rain.