It beats you down like rain, on concrete,

Splattering your soul to the cold floor.

The musky fog clouds your memory,

Sucking the reality down to nothing.



Storms roll in, creating a chaotic vision.

Unable to see the world for what it is.

Stumbling in a path of dusk,

‘til morning comes to rise.



Lost souls scatter the planet

Unable to see past the haze.

Locked in a soul, trapped inside.

Just like if in a cage.



Light cracks the surface,

illuminating the view.

Resisting the precious heat,

As if it was something new.



Everyone needs an umbrella,

To shade out their storms.

A shining star in life,

Unlocking the truth.