Rain Fustration lies dormant in his soul, Demons from a darkened hole, Tear apart his thoughts and veins, Leave him numb, dying in the rain, These images are what he fears, Doesn't want to hear your tears, Sees them drop like glass upon the floor, Sever flesh,skin and bone, is this war, It's like running sideways in the rain, It's like knowing it's all in vain, She is the one real thing, That will let him be, Force-fed to let her go, That sickened man is me, It's like running sideways in the rain, It's like knowing it's all in vain, So if I breathe, Or cut the rope, The reaper may still get us. ...thoughts please...