Breathe...
Let the midnight rain cool off your anger, wash away the coldness within, the one that always starves for attention
Remember your future, free from countless contemplation, of what should've been or what could be
Let the morning fog fight the smoking cigar, pet your dog, smile at its innocence
Fancy yourself a good drink, put the meat on the grill, and let the roasting smell fills the best day of your life
And cry...
Like a child introduced to pain for the first time, like the soul of man when he sings the blues out of the strings of a guitar
After a while...
Reward your heart the ugliest smile, for the tears may never truly dry nor the years grand you redemption
But like the rose below the shade, a distant light will show you the right direction