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.