It's raining
And I'm trying to think of something profound
But my thoughts are not profound
They are the thoughts of thousands
It's raining
And I lie here
And the beauty and vastness and **** storm thunder of this place
Steals my breath
It's raining
And I'm thinking of my youth
Lost
My mother ridden with cancer
My soul screaming
My loves living their lives in pampered perfection
Proud pictures shining and dripping off of social media
It's raining
And I'm tired