The rain lashes past
my window frame
cold and damp
like the remainder
of my life before i met you
the sun would shine
birds would sing
and i was happy
now its dark
somethings gone
like you shut
the light to my life
it's permanent night
the birds don't sing
and the sun don't shine
the moon glows dark
and the bats fly past
what to do now I've lost you
what to do now i hate you?
