RAIN

It’s strange that just when it’s midnight 

I go out in the rain to rid the feelings of fright

I don’t fear what the night has to give

Because my loving rain is what I insist to believe.

I wish I could become the rain 

And pour down on someone else’s face

And give the same feeling as it gave 

Like when it poured right through my face.

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Heavy rain likely in some parts of the country

I know that I’ll not live twice

So, I seek the truth in the falling rain while I’m still alive

I am a fool to not realize it often

That when it rains it makes my heart broken.

Gentle rain, smiles at me

As if I’m a locked door finding its key

Along the road where I’m all by myself

And there is no one but to guide own self.

Finally, I feel the rain going inside of me 

Sucking out all the pain that’s left of me 

And I can see the truth right in the midnight rain

Pattering rhythmically on a sleepless night’s trail.