Still Falls

Rain drips down
from skies above,
adding to my mood,
devastated from love.

I've never realized it,
as much as I do now,
that I need you so badly
but I don't know how

I've lived without conscience,
but many regrets--
and I feel so selfish,
fell into so many debts.

And so I conclude
with punishments and pain,
in hopes of being loved again.
And still, falls, the rain.

**sorry if this doesn't make sense to you . . . spur-of-the-moment, all-my-feelings kinda thing . . .