Running out of words

Writers' block

Running out of reasons

These tired eyes seek a place to rest from the down

Falls they've witnessed

I fought sorrow with these beaten fists

I've come to learn time won't heal a thing

I've cursed the skies I've cursed the sun for it's been burning me alive 57883,-882)

Let the skies open up so the rain can remind me of who I am

Let the sound of the earth drain the outside world and give shelter to my mind