In the land where it rains
Skin alight but not aflame
Her sleep disrupted by the open sky
Time is all that keeps her by
I don’t have her eyes But I have her spirit
Her flame in my heart but I can barely hear it
She tries to know but won’t understand
I wish I didn’t make her so mad
Her eyes are open but she can’t see
Maybe it really all was because of me.
Life to her means so many things
She thinks she has far too many dreams
I try so hard but not enough
Why do I complain when I have her love?
All this and yet I disappoint
Tell me truly, what is the point?
Gods eyes don’t watch anymore
They left when I was a sophomore
Now I can finally say I myself am grown
But these days my eyes are glued to my phone
Nostalgia sheaths my every move
I try to ignore it but I can’t make do
I long for those days as cold as winter
That time when I didn’t long to wither
But here I am again reminded of my mother
She gave everything for me and my brothers
I fear her flame in my heart no longer grows
Pretty soon the rain will send me home.
Maybe now gods eyes will return
Now I close my eyes, it’s my turn.
