Storms.

 

Our sorrow arrived in the rising sun.
Disembarking with the night,
The city comes to life.
Close your eyes. It’s easy to pretend.

I was walking the streets resolute, determined to feel alive,
But the decisions I made, just wouldn’t give me the time.

I was running into the cold. Chasing memories I used to own.
I was wandering under black skies, clutching my broken life.
Dreams were made in the distance, moving out of sight.
The silence was killing me, yet I never made a sound.

Deep in the ocean, there were waves above my head.
Sinking with no spirit. We descend. We reached the end.

Visions I had buried underground are reaching out.
The nightmares have arrived; they’re knocking on the door.
I can’t wait until this is over. I can’t wait to find my home.

Caught in a slow defeat. Seems like your ego is eager to disappoint me.
My reflection will slowly fade, into another time, into another place.
When everything is said and done, we’ll still be looking for answers, if only one.
Turn my back; the urge has gone. Left with no reason to carry on, we come undone.

The rain will never stop for me.