The pouring rain blends in with my tears
The pouring rain washes away my fears
The pouring rain blocks out all the noise
The pouring rain takes away the remorse
But the pouring rain can't take away my self hatred
And the pouring rain can't stop my train of thoughts
The pouring rain can't stop what's coming
The pouring rain can't change the past
But the pouring rain can make it hard to see
The pouring rain can make it slippery
And if someone where to slip and get hit by two bright lights
Then its the pouring rain that will take the blame
But as i step
The pouring rain stops
The sun comes up
And its another day
It must be fate
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poems i can't tell my therapist about
Poetrythis book is about all the poems I've written. there about different things and i won't expect everyone to get them, but i do. they mean a lot to me and honestly i just need a place to vent. Also I've added songs to each one because without songs i...
