I can't go out. It feels like I'm in prison. I like the rain but I wish it would end. I'm feeling lonely not being able to go outside. There are words I want to let out. I hope someone hears it as I look forward to hearing theirs.

I miss sharing smiles at the same time seeing theirs. Almost a month of rain, this place looks like becoming a ghost town. I don't know if I'd be happier being isolated. It's true that I wanted it to be sometimes, though this is too much.

Where is the sun? Where is the bright light that lights the world? I hate it when darkness devours the beautiful things I long to see. Just like a lonely room where you have nothing to see. Whether to cover your eyes or just sleep because nothing's changed.

Oh, rain please stop. It's not that I'm prohibiting you from falling again. All I asked is for you to stop showering. Making us wet and everything in this world is appreciated. It's just that there are things we miss doing.

I don't want to be sad. I hate the feeling of being depressed. It pushes me downward. It pushes me to be afraid of people around me. I don't want to lose my confidence anymore now that I'm practicing.

Sorry but it's not you that I need right now. The sun is what I need to inspire me to wake up after a long rest at night. I think those times are enough for me to keep living. If it will last long I hope I will not forget the kind of life I live.

So stop scaring me longer. Rain, please come again next time. There are things that need to be done. My dreams are waiting. My future is still coming. Please understand and don't be a burden. I think you've done enough. Stopping is like having a rest after all. All of us need it so maybe you need it as well.

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ABOUT ME

_{Paul is the name but prefers to be called mrnightmare that feels like living in the dream. A country boy and a dreamboy (dreamer) who likes to stay in a small village even though it means abandoning the future to become a seaman. The passion is writing but not sailing in the vast ocean. Don't wonder if the face will not be shown, this is better where the words can flow smoothly. Come, you can tell me your stories and I'll tell you mine. Together, let's explore the world by broadening our thoughts. If you need a shoulder I can lean you mine and I hope I can lean yours. The world is fun when living is not being alone but with someone.}

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