Words in the making

 

face down in the dirt

every last part of me

is broken and hurt

 

and here comes the rain

falling down falling down

but no solace for my pain

 

where is forgiveness

has she forgotten my name

oh emptiness emptiness

puts loneliness to shame

 

and here I am

calling out your name

calling out your name

but all I hear is

the sound of the rain

 

By Hub-E

2/3/2011