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I sit here outside,
listening to the rain.
I close my eyes and release my mind,
letting the sound heal my pain...

Rain is my gentle reminder,
of the pain I have overcome.
But it is also my saviour,
helping me through times to come...

I move my chair of this porch,
and out onto the walk.
I prefer to sit out here,
and let the rain wash away this pain...

The rain is soothing,
as it falls onto my warm skin.
I close my eyes and feel myself rise,
away from this life with all of its din...

As the rain falls I become a new person,
born with understanding.
The pain now washed away,
leaving no misunderstanding...

I could sit here for hours,
and let myself get drenched to the core.
It would do me some actual good,
allowing me to forget about that whore...

My anger flairs for but an instant,
steam slowly begins to rise.
But just like that,
my anger dies,
the rain washing it away...

This rain is my shelter,
in which I can actually live.
Where we can be together,
and truly live how we want to live...