Raining Hatred On My Soul

The thunder's tears roll down my cheek as mourns from all the misery,

My eyes gaze up at the forlorn sky,

and all i can see are the stars aligned in the shape of me.

The drops that fall on my skin make my scars burn ,

and i can feel my heart beating faintly from within.

Cringing in the inside from all this unwanted pain,

it is pouring hatred down on me every time it rains.