Rain.

It rains.

It rains, and it does not stop the fire.

Nothing will.

Nothing ever will.

It wasn’t fair to you,

Was it?

It wasn’t fair to you

At all.

Pour.

It pours.

It pours, and it does not stop the fire.

Nothing will.

Nothing ever will.

They hurt you,

Didn’t they?

They hurt you

So bad.

Soggy in the street,

You scream at the sky.

You pour your kerosene

Across the ground.

You strike the match 

And watch it all burn down.

You didn’t deserve it.

Burning in the street,

You look up at the sky.

Your tears slip down

Your sooty cheeks.

You stand alone

In the wake of your fury.

Rage.

You rage.

You rage, and it does not change the situation.

Nothing will.

Nothing ever will.

You miss them,

Don’t you?

You miss them

So much.

Grieve.

You grieve.

You grieve, and it does not change the situation.

Nothing will.

Nothing ever will.

But someday,

The clouds will part,

And you will feel okay.