Rain.
Every Drop;
A new Spark.
Every Pop;
A new Start.
The Water falls to wash the Weary,,,
Thoughts that I
Cannot Shake Off...
Every Cut;
A new Stitch.
Every Drug;
A new Itch.
Dislodging all our Crosses Carried,,,
Pause in Awe;
This Life of Loss...
Pain.
Every Lost,
A new Found.
Every Up,
A new Down.
Left because I thought it Right,,,
All in All;
I Might Be Wrong.