Thick Water With Thicker Blood

You ask me what the rain reminds me of, 

But I can't tell you, 

I can't tell you.

How will I when every time I see the sky fall, 

I mourn the death of the bygone, 

For rain is rain because it wipes off my memories, 

As it does to the blood. 

Rain reminds me of forgetting.

Don't tell me otherwise.

Because I know you, 

That rainy night all you saw was water

Water dripping down my face.

But I could smell the blood trickling down my thighs

And I remember how thicker blood mixing with thicker puddle water 

Made me slip so many times

That the shadow almost caught up to me again.

So when I see the sky fall

I mourn the death of the bygone

For like every drop falling 

Resembles every drop of blood 

I was made to bleed that night,

And every roof it patters,

I remember the laughter of the shadow

Rejoicing in having caught a fresh one

On how tight it felt

And how warm 

But all I felt was cold.

So be it what rain serves your memory

Be it comfort, be it peace

Be it embrace of the loved,

To me, rain always reminds of forgetting,

Because who wouldn't wish to forget

Being torn apart 

Like the sky by lightning?

The clouds cry for a reason,

So don't tell me otherwise.