Compete the rain

Compete the rain ,because I am thirsty for you
Feeling all the pain , because I don't want to hurt you too
You can see my life shattered, in pieces of my words
Trailing after me in endless stanzas, penetrating swords

What is life then a broken leaf, blown in the skies.
What is life but a memory, passing through your eyes.
Pieces of memories, marking the path of my life
Each piece cut and throws behind with my knife