A Mans Storm

One man is hurting, he doesn’t belong He contemplates his life listening to a sad song He is searching around every corner trying to make sense of it all The weight of the world has been heavy causing his downfall Too many thoughts, with a torn heart He too wants love but with himself he can’t start The rain, it rains and it eases his pain In his mind there is a thunderstorm When it rains that’s when his belonging forms He feels as if everyone is just like him with each drop Then again he is alone when the rain stops. One man is hurt but he hides it well A simple story so hard to tell He loves love and the human touch But his scars run deep sometimes it is too much His image is expected to have everything together His heart it aches from all the trial and error No one to turn to no arms to run in The rain, it simply satisfies this man His disconnect forms an understanding That he is better off alone and doesn’t need another being When it rains, it rains and finally he is alone He can walk outside and pace in the zone No one is watching, he can be free The man is hurt it is easy to see.