Sad is a man in a raincoat

He is alone and holding no umbrella 

He has nowhere to go and no people to see

He is lost and cold and wet.

The rain keeps pelting down, soaking his skin

But he does not care or has forgotten how

His face has become his eyes

Desperate for looking they have consumed his appearance

And he stares at the empty landscape

They are big and black and heavy.

The rain falls on his eyes and creates regretful streams

That run down to his unmovable feet

He stays fixed and begins to sink

No hope of moving, no reason to move

The ground has given in and let him go

Down in the depths, no reason to move

Where it is dark and cold and still.

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