All I can hear is the constant pounding of rain
The wind also follows suit
It just won't stop!
I hope for it to cease
I can't stomach it anymore
I must go to sleep

My sleep disturbed by the incessant whistling of the wind
There seem to be no hope of it winding-up
And the rain, ooh rain
Why won't you go away
The ground saturated and soaking wet
It just can't stomach it any more
The rivers have bust their banks
Houses flooded!
Where do they expect me to go?

They're here but their minds elsewhere
Why leave us with this pain and agony
What did my home have to do with it
My home lie in ruin from the constant interference
Syria, Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya all lay in ruin
Why should the innocent suffer

Perhaps it Karma, the spirits are getting even with us
But, should the people suffer from the poor judgement by the state
Shouldn't we be sorting our mess out and meddle in other people's affair

I just hope this dark cloud and rain will go away and with it will come a brighter future.

You see
the problem is
i'm drowning
in my
ideal of you.

How can a piece of plastic,
Mean the world to me?
Hold the depth of memories,
That runs deeper than the sea?

Ive given up
on you,
on me.
On you and me.

For you will
never
Be for me.

And thats
OK.
Or at least
it will be.

Don’t feel the need to apologise,
Don’t be afraid to let go.
For I find myself mesmerised,
By the rambles from your soul.

Would anyone really care,
If I vanished without a trace?
If my screams echoed the hallways,
If briny tears stained my face?

Everyone is bonded so strongly,
How can I join these ties?
Will I always be an outsider,
Seen as nothing more than a fly?

What am I doing wrong?
Can you help me understand?
Do I not deserve your kinships,
What’s wrong with who I am?

*I want for someone to care,
To catch me if I fall.
Because if no one cares about you,
Do you exist at all?

Those crimson pools of dread,
Slowly filling up my chest.
Utterly confused and utterly alone,
Am I a young child in a war zone?