~Falling Free~ 1;1
I painted the sky with my tears.
It rained for a long time
And never stopped
He told me I could stop it
Only if I find myself in the storm.
But I cannot see through the fog.
I asked the man in white,
"What if I can't find her?"
In response, he croaked,
"Then that is your fate,
"You find her within yourself;
The storm will ease itself as you grow".
I watched the clouds
They departed themselves
The sun gleaming over my halo
The man in white disappeared behind the gates of Heaven.
It is now time,
I stand in evolution
And I will fight the storm.