Oh, the rain fell, and fell, and fell,
As if anything else really mattered.
Distantly aware of everything I leave behind,
Treading forward with apprehension.
Tomorrow my heart will beat again,
But tomorrow doesn’t emerge soon enough.
I’ll suffocate in self destruction,
With no hope for resurrection.
Vaguely, I remember those dreadful words,
Sorrow overwhelms an empty soul.
Glitters of beauty held deep within,
Will eventually shine through.Despite the darkest of deceptions,
I have one confession.
Oh, how I wish things were so simple,
Oh, if I only I could profess everything.Again, I’ll go on hiding,
Pretending, despite my desire of revelation.
And again, the rain fell, and fell, and fell,
Leaving me standing alone, cold, wet.
If only things were so clear,
If only I knew exactly what I fear.
Tomorrow may never come,
But today freedom is set before me.
Freedom, I’ll never taste, never feel, never know,
Oh, tomorrow, why must you despise me?
Why must I be fascinated by your glory,
Oh, tomorrow, please save me.
Pull me out of this eternal damnation,
I’ve been held under for far to long.
Dominated by the perfection,
A perfection that speaks too clearly.
How the rain fell, and fell, and fell,
If only I could rise rebelliously.
Doomed to a life of mediocre,
Doomed to a day of misery.
Never again, will I achieve, accomplish,
The once innocent contemplation of morality.
Corrupted by fatality,
Disregarded by humanity.
If only tomorrow could come,
Rescue me from myself, my own worst enemy.
I once knew many things,
Many things that kept me sane, pure.
Now I’ve lost sight,
But tomorrow holds such innocent beauty.
Again I’ll look into the nothingness,
And glimpse the emptiness.
The sorrowful destruction,
Shallow and painful it has become.
Never ceasing, the rain fell, and fell, and fell,
Please stop drowning me.Let me catch my breath,
Even if only for a moment.
How I desire a cool, crisp breath of dry air,
Before you flood me, humiliating my essence.Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow,I long for the days to come.Deep within I know,These days, I’ll never reach.
Not much longer before I leave,
Basking in the emptiness I’ve achieved.
At this very moment, I wish I had reached out,
Grasped onto something real.
However, I let myself fall, and fall, and fall,
Now tomorrow will never happen after all.