Cold Rain
As i walk home through the rain
There is silence and darkness all about
except for the footsteps in the gentle rain
the children yet to have experienced true pain
and of my heart beating.
I stand there in the street
motionless exept for the wind that blows
my hair in a soft way.
Forgotten of course,I begin the cold walk home
to those who hate and degrate me
thinking it doesnt bother me
but in the end i will lash out at them all
and bind them in the darkness
as they have done to me...
