Diaries of an Immigrant Soul, Pt.23: Now, That the Rains Have Fallen

When I'm all alone, 
Wandering in the rain, 
Figures cold, of stone, 
I wonder, 
If its worth the pain! 

Now that all is gone, 
Cloacked now, and done, 
Where do we go from here? 
Candles lit 'til dawn... 
To scare away my fear! 

Little is left, 
Now that the rains have fallen... 
Washed the weight off my chest, 
Scattered the pieces broken. 

I wonder, 
Is it really worth it all?! 

I feel it will rain again! 

By; 
The Black Iris, of the Luminous Imperious