Cry of the Clouds

Walking down the road, i can feel the raindrops on my head.
I am all alone, but not lonely.
I want to be alone, only me & my solitude.
Its cold & dark, but im not scared. This is a new feeling, i want to feel it, i like it.
I hug myself tighter as the wind blows harder and keep walking. I have the entire evening to myself.
The thunder strikes...again.
I rub my arms and start thinking.
So much to think about, dnt kno where to start.
I look in front and dont turn back.
There is nothing left to go back to.
For the first time, I refuse my heart to look behind and search for answers.
This time, I let my brain lead me.....to my future.
I keep walking...small, slow steps.
Towards an unknown destination, far far away from the safety of the known.
Towards a new experience ......I keep walkin...

Finally,
I look up, close my eyes and feel the rain trickling down my face, hiding my tears.
And I wonder, what reason do the clouds have to cry..?