Your constant misery is like a raincloud above me.
Raining on my hopes,
Pouring on my soul,
Drowning out everything that I know.
I feel your pain cascading all around me,
The taste of your sorrow lingers on my lips...
This shower of shame pulses with every beat of your heart-
But every start must come to an end...
When the tempest subsides
and the clouds break through your reverie
is when hope will be reborn again.