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"I Think It's Going To Rain Today"
20:17 Jun 28 2009
Times Read: 560






Broken windows and empty hallways,

a pale dead moon in a sky streaked with grey.

Human kindness is overflowing,

and I think it's gonna rain today.



Scarecrows dressed in the latest styles,

the frozen smiles to chase love away.

Human kindness is overflowing,

and I think it's gonna rain today.



Lonely, lonely.

Tin can at my feet,

I think I'll kick it down the street.

That's the way to treat a friend.



Bright before me the signs implore me:

Help the needy and show them the way.

Human kindness is overflowing,

and I think it's gonna rain today.



Lonely, so lonely.

Tin can at my feet,

I think I'll kick it down the street.

That's the way to treat a friend.



Bright before me the signs implore me:

Help the needy and show them the way.

Human kindness is overflowing,

and I think it's gonna rain today.

"The Storm"
20:14 Jun 28 2009
Times Read: 561






She sits among the pieces

Of broken glass and photographs

Reluctantly releases the

Last of what was her past

It struck without a warning or

Did she just ignore the signs

In those dark clouds forming

Behind her silver lines?





The door

It slammed like thunder

And the tears

They fell like rain

And the warnings

From her family

Whirl like a hurricane

She's drowning in emotions

And she cannot

Reach the shore

She's alive but

Can she survive the storm?



A broken jewel box dancer

Lies in pieces down the hall

She's finding out the answers

Don't change nothing at all

It's time that

She stopped searching

For who's to blame or

What went wrong

The only thing

For certain is he's gone

She's got to move on







Someday days just roll on by

Without a grey cloud in the sky

She keeps telling herself

"I will make it on my own"

And her friends they've all

Gone back to their lives

Thinking she will be all right

As she races through

The night to make it home

27 more nights
14:53 Jun 09 2009
Times Read: 580

Its the month of June and I'm exhausted. 27 more days to go. 27 nights filled with nightmares of watching my mother die. 27 days of slugging around trying to just make it through the day. 27 days of thinking about my dreams and replaying them in my mind. 27 more nights of watching it again.



See the dreams are so real I feel like I'm right there. I'm screaming over and over at this guy to stop, but he just goes on as if he cant hear me. I watch the life drain from my mothers face. All I can do is drop to my knees and cry because no matter how hard I try I cant even say goodbye to her.