heaven is already buried in darkness and light,
dark clouds hover with flashes of lightning in between,
yet in the threatening storm we sit and wait,
for the tears of heaven to start falling from the skies,
to wash away our pains and drain away all our sorrows.
for tonight we shall heal all the wounds we suffer from,
in this life we lead where doubts and fears we are riddled with.
for tomorrow is a new day where we can start to hope,
and wear a smile instead of the cursed frown we make.
-The Elusive Scribe 062913-