• The sky is gray like the bruise from you.
    The rain falls from the sky like the tears down my face.
    It rains harder as bloodier tears fall.
    Please stop I beg of you as the lightening blows.
    Finally you fall & the beating stop.
    The bruises fade but the memories never leave my mind.
    When it rains I think of you.
    Now you gone & I'm finally forgiven.
    Finally I'm free, you can't hurt me any longer.