The rain falls and so do I a remnant of my former self. Falling from the pain and anguish and many more. Dreaming and failing as the nightmares chase away any sign of hope and peace but somehow through the pain the falling rain, I begin to stand up. Though the pain leaves me near fatigue I rise. I will not fail. I will not succumb to the pressure of what was lost. An all who stand in my way or against me will fade away and die, because I am me and I am stronger than anyone can see...or know. I will not let anyone bring me down and I will become...all that I am and more...
