The Weight of the Rain

The rain keeps falling, same as yesterday,
Washing clean the streets, but not the hurt I feel, they say.
Another empty chair, another silent phone,
Just echoes in this room, a life I thought I'd known

The piano weeps along, a tune of fading light,
Each note a memory, burning in the night.
Your picture on the mantle, a smile that cuts so deep,
A promise whispered softly, a promise I couldn't keep.

Oh, the weight of the rain, it mirrors what I hold.
This heavy heart of sorrow, a story left untold.
The blues are in my bones, a slow and aching fire,
Burning through the ashes of a lost desire.

I walk these darkened streets, a shadow in the gray,
Searching for an answer, but the words just slip away.
Each face a fleeting image, a reminder of what's gone,
Lost in the lonely city, where I don't belong.

They say that time will heal, that wounds will fade and mend,
But time just stretches onward, without a helping hand.
I pour another whiskey, to chase away the pain,
But the darkness lingers deeper, like the falling rain.

Maybe someday I'll find a reason to believe,
That sunshine follows sorrow, a solace to receive,
But tonight the sky is weeping, and I'm weeping right along,
Lost in the silent music, of this heartbroken song.

The rain... the rain... it never seems to end...

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