I am the rain,
I am the crash,
And the bang.
I am everywhere.
I am the broken glass.
A lost picture,
A person that now,
Only lives in your mind.
I am the forgotten,
And the lost,
But never found.
I am the darkness,
I am the winter,
I am the cold,
I am the hatred,
And the alone.
I am the tree branch that fell,
A black sheep in the crowd.
A lost locket,
In the ocean underground.
I am the goodbyes,
And broken hearts.
A fallen coffee cup,
And the tears on the ground.
I am the would-have-been,
Could have been,
But never was.
I am the drying paint.
The tunnel with no end,
A song with no sound,
And a book with no words.
I am the nightmare,
I am the emptiness.
The screaming silence,
And the silent scream.
I am the rain,
As it hits with a crash,
And breaks with a bang.
I am always there.
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