Rain, tears, and angels.
Today the rain falls down fast.
It blends and hides her tears.
She walks real slow and as she thinks,
It washes away her fears.
Its cold as ice as it whips her face,
But at the same time burns her skin.
It soaks her clothes. It wets her hair.
And the sorrow starts to seep in.
She walks the streets. The people stare.
They see the girl that is crying.
But what they don’t know is that inside,
This girl is painfully dying.
Outside the rain is falling.
It falls like broken glass.
Her heart is broken and the drops
Remind her of the past.
All the heartbroken tears she had shed
Was excrutiatingly painful.
To think of the mistakes from the past
Would make her mad and hateful.
Today the rain is falling.
Its full of angry beasts.
But as the shining sun comes out,
Her heart is set at peace.
Her wings expand and she flys above,
Up to her brand new home.
Her halo is glowing and so is her smile,
Because now she is not alone.