standing here
all alone
with nothing but
rain in my hands
the sky is clouds
the ground is mud
the air is rain
and I'm left
in between
everyday
if the sun shines or not
the world is the same
against me
I'm standing here
beside this black pool
as it ripples
in the wind
like all the dark
surrounding me
can't you see
I'm crying out
I want you here
I'm not pushing you away
there must be someone
to take me hand
to pull me close
to understand
to grasp it tight
before pulling me softly
into a tight embrace
But why is it
everyone sees me shoving
and not pulling
will someone see
before I take the plunge
before I tear my life
into the black lagoon
drowning
spinning
turning
swirling
and then I seen the world
turn from red to black
I don't want it to be this way
I don't want to go away
But I can't seem to find that special hand
to pull me close
to let me cry
to pull me through
where are you?
where can you be
you flickered here
you left
you showed me lies
about what life really is
you pulled me into emptyness
you through me into deep despair
you pulled me into and ink jug
and now I'm here
standing in the rain
slowly drowining
in the sunlight
for now it still rains
everyday
because your sunlight
was fake to me
and now rain is where I'll stay
that's where I was dumped
that's where I began
and that is where I stay
until I find you're hand...