• My thoughts run as rampant
    As the rain trickling down.
    All around.
    To be found.
    On the floor of my soul.
    You've heard this all before.

    A broken record.
    A bad track record.
    Battered and bruised.
    I use this excuse.
    I've been hurt too much.
    I've got too much to lose.
    My mind won't make up.
    On what i'm here to choose.
    Show me the way.
    Unless you want things to stay.
    The way they are.
    Impossible to make par.
    Shooting without a destination.
    Skipping trains at every station.
    Approaching love in hesitation.
    Too far apart.
    I choke on my heart.
    Try to keep that in consideration.

    My thoughts run as rampant.
    As the rain pouring down.
    All around.
    On my crown.
    To be drowning in the rain.
    It only eases all my pain.

    A torn storm forms from latent regret.
    As the forlorne sores swarm to repent.
    Words pour forth with criminal intent.
    To steal the hearts and minds.
    Of friends first met.
    Stand and deliver with manic fears.
    My mind won't live through the voice of my peers.
    Creating doubts that shout loud.
    They came quick and then left.
    Leaving me no doubt.
    I felt love when we met.
    My voice will shout out.
    Forget pain and regrets.
    Stray from sane safe bets.
    And get set to impress.
    The stress can leave you useless.
    I'm expecting no less.
    So please think it through, and give it your best, second guess.

    Drowning in the rain.
    Eases little pain.
    Cold, I remain.
    Standing in the rain.