Rain

The rain shatters itself down my window pane.
The love that I never had shudders in my pain.
I wish I could give myself more, but I simply cannot,
For I wouldn’t want to hurt anyone by making them love my selfish want.

The rain is my friend, the rain won’t hurt me.
The pain is my friend, the pain is only temporary.
And the wishes that I wished I would take back a thousand times,
If I could lay eyes on a human being who won’t hurt me.

I would wish a million times that I wouldn’t hurt others…

But instead, here I am.
Sitting in dreary disdain,
For all humankind, for myself,
For we are pain.
I wish I could be the rain.
I wish that I wouldn’t cause them shame.
But the truth is:

Rain floods my mind, and is in the end, to be my bane.

And I thought it wouldn’t cause me pain?