rain

the sky is crying again,

does it feel same pain?

keep holding on for uncertain things

hoping that there is something,

to hold back,

when the grief's eating me so bad

and that all that I have

gone! like a bubble popped.

story of a teen,

I am now eighteen

who would let me in

crying...

shivering from madness

loosing control, sadness

emotionally unstable

to loved someone, unable

I admit I'm not whole

and for three years I buried myself in a hole

that I used to control

my own, never to fall..

to fail is something

it's not the same as falling..

you fail because you did nothing

you fall because no ones watching..

out to every move you take

catch you in every sake

touched you to make,

feel better real than just a fake..

the sky is crying today...

does it feel same way?

got nothing to say

thinking if it may

cover my tears as it flows

and the pain doesn't grows

more and more that it shows

my saddest flaws...

when I was a child I played under the rain

today, I cried beneath it, vain...

if it could just take away the pain,

yet it can't..just hiding that my eyes bleed again.