Inside her head lived a dark cloud
That dampened all her thoughts
And roared with thunder storms so loud
The lightning like gunshots

The cloud got bigger all the time
With the turmoil that it stored
It got so big, it made her rhyme
But when it rained, it poured

She rained, and rained, and rained, and drowned
She rained until she dried
But no one ever heard a sound
She stuffed it back inside

She sometimes felt she got it out
And could almost see the sun
But just because she had a drought
Didn't mean that she had won

She kept a little residue
To metastasize again
That's why she always feels so blue
Why melancholy is her friend

A bottle of sin
A glass of foolishness
A taste of revenge
A smell of hate

A time of madness
An awful night
An hour of ignorance
A fearful gate

A wasted chance
A pause in dream
A shaded mind
Here comes your fate

A little twinkle of light
so deep now in her eyes
In her own little world
just staring toward the sky

Not knowing you are there
or worrying because you left
Slipping in and out of slumber
a tiny whisp, on a padded bed

Holding out her hand
towards a spirit from the past
Although I cannot see it
she confirms it within her laugh

Someone is there to watch her
offering comfort and love
People she has known
that left this world so long ago

They lift her towards heaven
for some respite from this place
Not taking her for too long
always keeping her safe

When He decides it is time
she'll go to the place she's already seen
leaving behind the tiny whisp of her
and I'll know she's been set free