It's raining,
the grief and the tears on his face
unbearable to look at, only making me despise him more
Hearing him grieving over the sound of her living
The cruel reality
Seeing him reject her death
In denial
But I know she was the only warmth that made him whole
watching your tears running down her gravestone.
I'm afraid you lost yourself
Apr 4, 2017
Apr 4, 2017 at 1:30 PM UTC
It's raining,
the grief and the tears on his face
unbearable to look at, only making me despise him more
Hearing him grieving over the sound of her living
The cruel reality
Seeing him reject her death
In denial
But I know she was the only warmth that made him whole
watching your tears running down her gravestone.
I'm afraid you lost yourself
solitaire
