It is pouring
The raindrops are flowing
in the stream of tears
Heaven torn to shreds,
doesn’t want to stitch
back together again
I am weak
Hidden in my shell
Waiting for it to finally 
crack open
 
I look through the window
The world so empty and cold
My eyes hungry
Searching for the glimmer of hope
I see one, tiny,
floating right towards me
 
I squint my eyes
 
You're there...
Summery meadow
gently rocked by the wind
Trembling hands picking flowers
Smell of happiness
 
I quickly catch 
the leftovers of light
I’ll hide them deep 
In the place, where the
tentacles of darkness,
can’t reach
 
I pray
Repeat the words
over and over...
 
It's raining and raining
The rivers of sorrow are
flowing incessantly
Is it my fault
What have I done
Have I sinned
Please give me a sign
I don’t want to cry
 
I close my eyes
 
You’re here...
A spark growing stronger
Your loving eyes so warm
Shining bright like a star 
in the blackness of the night
 
And
 
I am weak, hidden in my shell
But I know

You will split it wide open…