I stand outside,
And turn my face to the sky,
The sky is dark,
The air is cold,
Wind is blowing at me and hitting me hard,
The rain is falling silently,
As I,
Close my eyes,
And I see darkness,
But then a memory flashes before me,
And there she is,
The one that I have lost,
I see her hair flowing in the wind,
She turns,
She waves at me,
She smiles at me,
I want to wave back,
But I know that this is not real,
Just a memory of something that I had,
And that I had lost,
Or given up,
I don't know,
I don't want to forget her face,
Those memories of what I had,
But they fade,
I reach my hand out for them,
But then they disappear,
Come back, don't leave me,
I whisper in the darkness,
But there is no response,
And I fall to my knees,
The rain is falling harder,
Soaking me,
I want it to come,
I wish for the rain to wash away all my pain,
I beg the rain to make me remember,
I don't want to be alone,
I want to see her,
I want to see her smile,
I want to hear her laugh,
I want to hear her tell me it's alright,
And don't worry,
But that's just a wish that I know won't come true,
So I'll sit here,
In the rain,
In the cold,
In the dark
And wonder if I should give up,
Or,
Get up and move foreword,
I wish you were here to help guide me,
Mother.
