One of the symptoms of a ****** up Society
is when the worst part about the Death of a Parent is all the ******* paperwork.

As I smell the wet concrete
With the rain pouring
I forget how to be
Forget how to think
All I see is rain
Every thought lies in every single drop
And it all so
Simple
One sided
And so I can relax
Releasing anxiousness
Alone
Only waiting to relapse
Once the rain has passed
I will disappear