Compete the Rain

Compete the rain ,because I am thirsty for you

Feeling all the pain , because I don't want to hurt you too

You can see my life shattered, in pieces of my words

Trailing after me in endless stanzas, penetrating swords

What is life then a broken leaf, blown in the skies.

What is life but a memory, passing through your eyes.

Pieces of memories, marking the path of my life

Each piece cut and throws behind with my knife