raining sins

it's raining sins. they fall from the sky, exploding on impact upon the ground. each sin was contained in a single rain drop. our sins are falling. deep into the ground, splashing everywhere.

it's raining on me. the clouds risen higher than us, peering down on us. we have made the clouds angry. all of its energy is pouring onto us, like a bee attempting to sting another. our sins pounded hard on us as we looked up to the sky for forgiveness. the clouds will never forgive you. i will never forgive you.

my mind is raining. chemicals and hormones pouring all out of my ears and eyes. i can't feel anything. this is the punishment for my sins. i should have known when it began to rain. the clouds are mad at me. i am mad at me. my sins are mad at me. it's raining sins.