raindrops on roses
thorns poking at us.

a rumble of thunder
lightning streaks fill the sky.

mud all around on our faces
tears pour just as the rain does

we are losing the battle for hope
a mighty win the rain has.

breaking our souls in tiny pieces
crashing what we have left.

sadness and despair
lost and alone.

the rain won't clear
it doesn't care

about the sadness within us
and the tears flowing.

the clouds are dark
a black in the middle of the night.

no sun can be found
none at all.

the rain is taking over
and it won't give up.