• The sky began to turn to darkness just like my heart began to as well.For look at the rain,it began to fall like shattered glass from a broken window.Clear and Sharp.as it falls on the innocent,secretly cutting them,feeling their blood.Protection over their heads,but what about those who dont have protection?What about them?Who will save them from the icy,cold glass that is falling from the sky?Watch them stand Cold and Alone,wishing,waiting to get away...poor dears.I stand alone and feel the icyness of the cold drops of glass.I need no protection over my head,I know whats coming.As it falls harder,I feelit cut deeper.Doing its best to penetrate those protected,the skin of the innocent.Oh how these shards fall so glassy,so clear,so beautiful.Its a darn shame no one can stop to find its beauty,instead of its pain,like we can.As I look up at the dark sky I can see you at the broken window that is showering the world with its broken peices.As the shower stops and the sky clears clear up ,I feel the remaining droplets run down my face and sigh for longing another time were I can see your face in that broken window in heaven.So then it can shower the world with gass once again