A lonely drop falls,
Crashing
Against the bag I held.
A thousand thoughts
Flooding
My head, it’s almost full.
A face among few,
Streaming
From the sorrow of loss.
Another departure.
Showering
So no one hears my screams.
A lonely drop falls,
Crashing
Against the bag I held.
A thousand thoughts
Flooding
My head, it’s almost full.
A face among few,
Streaming
From the sorrow of loss.
Another departure.
Showering
So no one hears my screams.