There is something special about the day after a storm
Sunlight always finds a way in
It seeps through the curtains
The doors
And the cracks in the walls
The fallen rain blankets the grass
But it will not last
Just like our tears that have fallen
They become a part of the past
It feels almost melancholic
As if the air is too crisp
I wonder what this sunlight will bring

And when she awoke
My eyes met her smile
Surprised to see mine
She succumbed to the nightfall

If I wrote you my problems
Would you rub them away?

Red moon
Impending doom?
I will ask the darkness in our room

The rain doesn't always fall
But I'm too busy falling
Trying to call your name
But my mouth is not even working
Please rain again
so my dreams can shine
I could bleed so beautifully
If my blood was not made of wine
Flashing lights
Sullen nights
I see death as I see life
I write what my mind can't tell myself
I don't know what I would do if I was blind
This Earth can be so horrid
But on this paper I can call it Hell
For every time the rain falls
I know I will fall again

I see insanity
It is all in my head
I spoke profanity
Like an dead angel, I bled
I feel the nothingness
Like my humanity, I fled
Poison me
Feed me led
For at the end of the day
I am dead

Of all the flowers that could be picked
I'm glad I found the brightest of them all