No help is going to come
If it doesn't come soon
Nothing but a rain-less storm
Thickly pushing its way in

And I can see black where I know
There was once innocent blue
And I can feel red creeping down
These walls of mine

Wish there was lightening striking
I hate this only almost fighting

If I can't make it on my own
I'm afraid they will
If I won't find that smile
I'm afraid I won't be able
To find it ever again

Night breeze blunders
I hear the roar of ancient
And not so distant thunder
I'm afraid I'll never see
Your faces ever again

Someday with a flash of light
I will shatter, jaded, and cry
Someday with or without you
I will lay down, silently, and die

I just don't know
Which day
Will come first