Windows

she hears the sound of pouring rain
she wonders if she can take the pain
memories rush into her weary head
as she struggles to bury that which is dead
as the darkness seeps into her life
she continues with her struggles and strife
lightning dances across the sky
she begins to soba and cry
thunder looms just on the brink
if people knew what would they think
her tortured life has become her hell
her memories will be her cell
others keep her shut up tight
just break free use your might
bring on the torture bring on the pain
always remember it has to rain