The Rain

Rain.
It makes me sad.
The clouds are crying.
I can't go outside.
Which means I can't run.
My head is stuffed up with thoughts that I can't seem to shake.
I wish it would snow.
But I can't run in that white, fluffy stuff.
Come back Sun.
Come back.
Where did the light go?
All I see is
D
 A
  R
   K
    N
     E
      S
       S
         .