Set Free the Rain
Please let the rain come
My God, let it come
To purge me
A detox
Cleanse me
The internal filth
The sins that stack up
Like body bags on a barren field
The stench
Putrid, profound, unnatural
A target I am
In front of the barrel I let myself stand
My wretchedness
Inescapeable
Can't ignore nor blindly run anymore
I'm truth's prey
Sank its claws deep in my flesh
And willingly I become the catch
Tears
For what I could've been
Not for what I've become
Disappointment is my nightly visitor
I beckon the heavens
To open up and release its wells
Drizzle, drop, drench me
Release me
Wash away
The shameful guilt and searing pain
The dark heart that wins and overtakes
I can't deal with me
Make me anew
Please God, please I beg you
Set free the rain
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