• They kick you around.
    They laugh at your pain.
    You fall and you cry...
    In the shadows of the rain.

    In the night of the moon .
    Moonbeams fall like silver tears.
    Salt flavored water, stains pale cheeks.
    One day your cries will reach their ears.

    Look up at the moon…
    As the waves crash, the take away the grime.
    Lunacy, mayhem, anger within.
    The rain is gone. Here ends their crime.

    I was once the victim of unjustified crime
    Humanity against me, injustices of the mind.
    I fought back with anger and tears until sore.
    But it was in calm waters, that I won this stupid war.