"The wind keeps blowing on me"
As I reach past the smoke and dust.
The clouds are Black no light
barely see anything. As I keep glowing
"the rain keeps pouring on me"
Thunder sounds like people screaming lightning sounds like arguing. Questioning why it doesn't sound like music. I walk with a struggle I look towards the Ground I see the memories of the sad and depressing moment in this life as feel ashamed. Then I was walking out of there then I seen myself a person arguing with me and hitting me I looked away
I get out of there.
