outside the rain is pouring down and it looks like heaven is crying, at least I’m not the only one, since this moment I’m terribly lost and I dont know where to go. That one word stole my faith and hope and other things to keep me going. I find it hard to move by myself and to find the horizon, why do you always leave me in such confusion, fearing everything I own and everything I had visions of,
I know that it is the blackest kind of dark outside and that heaven is still crying, I know you need sleep too.
I also know you left me a single message
which wasnt enough to cover the clouds before I could drown in my questionable sorrow