Pain is a drain and life is a '' bitch ''

Pain is a drain
drip drip drip
water seeps
lingering within my vessel
whilst rain falls

there is a reason
for my aches and pains
pain like rain in the sky
falling
rushing through me

intensity fades
until there is nothing left
but a settled sphere
a little peace
until the rain starts lashing down again

i am nothing like the sky
with it's lack of memories
lack of mind
i remember every outpouring of rain
i remember all of the pain
even if it feels like a distant memory

i guess you could say i
 am like the pavement
feeling every droplet
a soaked skin
holding everything within
underneath my surface

never once did i ask to be in a place
where pain touched me

not once did i ask
to be the pavement below the stupid sky
a pounding of droplets
and hail stones hitting me
pushing me to breaking point
where nobody could see my internal cracks

i guess in the past i was a place
for everything bad to land
upon me
and that is why i am like this today

i still have to deal with a pain from the past
and a weird present reality

life should have been nicer

i was always the stupid pavement
below a ruthless and negative sky

is this life fair ?
how can it be
when it pains one individual
in such a devastating and ridiculous way

no wander people say '' life is a bitch ''
because it honestly is