I look up at the sky,
drops of rain spilling over me,
I wonder how a drop can make me feel reassured and free,
One drop of rain,
One drop of blood,
A scream of pain,
It all helps,
I'm not the only one crying now,
Something is here to hold me as I yelp for help.
I wish to be home,
Cuddled up in my blanket,
To feel like something is holding me close and never letting me go,
Where darkness surrounds me,
Where my true thoughts spill out,
Where I can express myself without being judged,
Without my demons haunting me,
At least for a little while, to get a sense of sanity.