Humid Times in Melancholia

Rain

Counting stars,
Counting stars under the pouring rain
I may be cold
Cold under the pouring rain
But I won't stop
Stop until I start counting rain

I feel nauseous
Nauseous cause its snithing me badly,the rain
My scars are countless
Countless as the stars, so as the rain
Its a long journey
Journey to the sky and back drenched in the pouring rain
Why am I drenched?
Why are the stars endless?
Why are my scars countless?
Why do I feel weakness, blindness?
Why does the rain keep pouring?
Keep pouring and displaying hollows in my skin like wounds
Ice!! I'm cold, freezing and my heart is dying out.
But the rain won't stop pouring,
WHY?