I see the rain, and wonder why;
Why do Angels cry?
Has yet another accident been born?
Has yet another friend fallen to the depths of Hell?
Is it the sight of my tears upon my cheeks,
Falling upon my blood-stained, bitten, lips?
Is it my knowings of my failure in Life?
Is it that my thoughts have taken their toll?
Should i stay?
Or should i go?
Should i die?
Or should i live?
Maybe, I'm better off left alone...