It's Raining

Soft
Lights sway in the distance...
Whimsical musical twirling energy
pooling into the puddle of color.
Waiting for what? For anything
to prove itself unto the other

Captured, taken in the night
Given chains and a white coat
The ones that were the bravest
Were the ones denied the hope

Dripping from the grey clouds
That vomit out the colorful rain
And pouring down so violently
Upon the clinically insane
It's raspy roar from the cloudy sky
Like electric cosmic chords
Tilt your head, hear another sound;
Nails on the chalkboard

Heavenly sighs
From the torrential skies
That rain what they abhor
The insane come pouring into the night,
Jamming up the doors
Flashes of lightning,
gusts of wind depict the setting of doom
As the unwilling contestants wash their fate
of being locked inside a room

Give in,
Break free.
Become the storm,
Eternally.