Standing in the rain; br My face contorted in pain, br I try to understand, br The feelings overflowing my crimson hands. br A small section of the agony I feel, br Is because of the torment u made so real, br But that is just a spark compared to a bomb fire, br Because I wanted my heart to be lighter, br So I told you a mite of what you did to me, br Yet it seems now you are destined to throw me in the sea br Where I will forever be. br I’d been giving for so long, br That my heart was losing its life’s song, br And never getting anything back, br It seemed as if a piece of you I lacked. br But even though you aren’t hurt you’re just mad, br A thousand-fold is what my pain now has, br Because even having you slowly kill me, br Is better than seeing you in the slightest morsel of reality.