As the raindrops fell onto the ground
mixed with the salt of my tears
and the anger, saying : what comes, goes around
while laying my body into the fear

teardrops were making a long river
which was leading me to the other side
but never completely getting there
never completely finishing the ride

the comfort felt in pain
the comfort felt in the dark and rain
the comfort felt while making another mark
and the comfort that would lead me to the lightless end
the side where it's never good to be on,
the comfort will be the beggining of my end




© D&