The Rain Drops ((a sad story))

I've always thought of myself as a demon or... A bad person... I've always thought I'd never find love... Guess it was all true... I just wanted to make people happy... If i couldn't even help myself I should've helped others... Yet I just made it worse... I thought I could do good for once... But all I do is screw it up... As I walk in the rain I think to myself... "The rain is my only friend..." I swung my demon tail back and forth. I felt as if my horns grew larger and larger. All the angles laughed as I walked by. "Do good for once!" They'd say or "Go grow some wings and fly away." I was sick of it, even if I didn't grow wings I know many ways to get rid of myself. As I walked home I picked up a knife. My mother came in my room crying. "Son... What are you--..." She stopped. I smiled "I'll finally make you proud mother." I sighed happily "After all these years, I'll finally be the Angle you want me to be." As I put the knife through myself... I woke up... I had woken up walking in the rain, "Welcome." I heard a soft low voice. "Who are you?" I stopped walking... "I'm your only friend" I saw something black comming closer out of the corner of my eye. I saw my father. "I've always been here for you, son." I ran up to him hugging him. As I touched him he disappeared... "F--father..." Tears rolled down my face. I smiled "everyone leaves me, probaly for a good reason..." It felt as if the rain drops felt harder on my back. "I'm sorry for breathing, I'm sorry for existing... I just want something to last. Is that too much to ask?" I wrapped my arms around myself. "I'm sorry I couldn't ever make anyone happy." I sighed " All I have is myself at the end of the day, I just want for that to be ok." I smiled looking up at the Sky. "I'm sorry God, I'm sorry I couldn't even be your angle... I can't even have someone as my own." I smiled... "All I have are the rain drops."

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