Looking at my hands, I watch my tears fall through. Dripping into a pool of pain, I gaze at my fading reflection. Tears dry into a raging flame, Sparks surging against the rain. Vengeance blazes through my soul , Dying down into a quiet numbness. Repentance restrains me, Shackled by webs of deceit. I fight against regret, Rising slowly from the shadows. Liberation faces the lightning, Releasing the thunder slowly. The storm frees the chains, As I emerge from the haze.