The rain does pour and the wind does howl,
No lower have you ever fell...

The hurt she feels can not be eased ,
But every night she prays that it will leave...

Ripping me apart bit by bit,
Making me feel like total shit...

Plagued with thoughts and plagued with memories,
Haunting me like a bad dream...

The earth it calls my name,
It screams to me in the night...

Broken promises, sheltered lies.
Broken eyes behind which I hide...

The cries of laughter deafening,
The look of joy painful...

I'm so sorry if I've hurt you all,
But at every hurdle I will fall...

Feeling less and less like you want to be seen,
As they don't think you're pure, only unclean...