The Rain Is Still Falling

Today it is sunny and beautiful outside.
The birds are singing their soft songs.
The little ones are out running around.
There isn't a cloud in sight,

But here in my heart it is cold and dark.
There isn't any soft chirping of the birds.
The children have run away in fear.
It's so dark,
You can't see the cool mist of your breath.

Here...
Deep inside my soul, there's pain.
My pain torments me like echos in a valley.
It is no longer 'sunny and beautiful' here within.