Finally found what was missing -

My heart poisoned by the greed;
I wake up each day and fight
To sustain my conquered fears.

(Stepping into the risk sets me free.)

Now, my wings have mended -
Can I soar above?
Feeling like the drips are hurting;

I'm shivering due to the drops
Equating into a wave that killed the crops.
Sit and just relax -

This water may wash the pain
Or maybe you should be
Sheltered from the **** rain.