I can’t stop the rain,
the drops are thick and fast.
The drowning is overwhelming,
I thought I’d moved on from the past?
I can’t stop the rain,
the clouds of grey remain.
Just when the sun shows signs of hope,
the brightness starts to drain.
I can’t stop the rain,
even the force of it hurts.
I’m waiting for that twist of fate,
like pulling treasure from the dirt.
