Clouds cover the skies.

Rain pulls at your eyes.

But nothing hurts as much

as Iittle words turned lies.

Every word you speak is a lie.

Broken promises have all run dry.

I said absolutely no falsehoods. Yet here we are again deep in

another one of your caustic lies._

_It’s obviously too late for us._

_Once the sky turns black,_

_there’s no going back

.

_

_The clouds have begun to weep._

_There’s nothing left to do but _

_sleep and wait for this toxic storm _

_to pass.