Today i walked
i walked in the rain
i walked through woods
and through water
and on pavement

When i stoped crying,
the rain stopped
and i stopped walking
a pause to look around
to gather where i was

I wasn't anywhere familiar
so i started to walk again
and when i began,
it started to hail
again the tears came, only more than before

I kept walking
and as it began to thunder
i became short of breath
and i had to wipe the water from my eyes
many a times i stopped to gather where i was

And yet i never had any intention of stopping
i walked for hours
never changed my direction
and the rain grew more and more
i kept walking to the heart of the storm

I stopped crying once more
but only because i had nothing left to cry with
yet so much more to cry about
and i realized if i stopped thinking
i would no longer feel pain

So i stopped my thinking
and walked on home
and walked up to my room
and there i have been since
feeling no pain... or anything else

I don't have a critique, but it's a good poem.