Red Devil's Rain

These tears keep plunging down my face, I call it Red Devil’s rain. This rain symbolizes agony, and sheltered pain. These tears are not perceptible to others, but only to the one who bears the name. Which is engrave in his heart, and impressed in his brain. I call it, Red Devil’s Rain I can feel it rolling down my soul’s face. Caused by an unhappy case. Sticking my tongue to catch a drop, already knowing the colic taste. That falls on the floor, and evaporates in a near by place. I call it, Red Devil’s rain Down pouring from head to toe. No one sees it, so, I wonder where does it go. I know it’s not gone, because I can still feel the blow. Drip drop, the rain continues to flow. I call it, Red Devil’s rain Unable to make it stop, Red Devil’s rain continues to fall. Stress becomes my incarceration, and my heart crumples in to a ball. Unable to assist it, or keep it from hitting the wall. Life becomes nothing more, or nothing less, than a rainy windfall. I call it Red Devil's Rain