Let it rain!

Let it rain, let the shit fall. Let it come pouring down. What else can you do to me? What else do you want? Take it all. You want me to bleed, then cut me. You want me to drown in all the bullshit you keep giving me, then let it rain down. I will not hide from it. I will not run from your blade. You want me to hurt, then beat me. Attack my body with your fists, scratch at my mind with your actions and words. You want suffering, then I will gladly feed you all the suffering you desire. Keep it up, just keep pushing me down, bury me in the mud and shit that you’ve heaped upon me. Entomb me in hurt, wrap me in pain. Soon, I will be so tightly contained, so deeply covered that I will be no more than a fossil. A stone figure of myself, unfeeling of the pain, uncaring of emotion, and devoid of the need for others. I will climb out of the mountain you’ve piled on top of my grave, and all the pain you send my way will be no more than dust in the wind. All your words will fall upon deaf ears and a stone heart. All your actions will go unseen by dead eyes. And when you feel that trickle of fear at seeing this monster, when the knowledge of what you’ve done to the person I once was sets in, when the feeling of loss touches you, when you want the old me back, there will be nothing to go back to. So let it rain, let the pain crash against me in a thousand tear drops. Let it pour, let it flow like a wave of accusations and mistrust. Let it fill me completely, from the bottom of my heart to the ends of my soul and, like concrete, let it set there until I am nothing but stone…