Suicidal Rain

Hurl yourself towards the asphalt

Don't halt, don't halt.

Blame it all on a famous cult

Don't halt, don't halt.



Suicidal rain

Do it again

Feel the pain

See the stains

Nothing remains

Of suicidal rain

Nothing remains

Of suicidal rain.



Take your (b)rain-washed friends with you

Please do, please do.

Tell them to blame it on the cult too

Please do, please do.



Suicidal rain

Do it again

Feel the pain

See the stains

Nothing remains

Of suicidal rain

Nothing remains

Of suicidal rain.



What goes up must come down

What comes down must turn brown

What turns brown must go up again

So don't worry suicidal rain

Cause what turns brown must go up again.



Hang yourself with your own rope

Don't stop, don't stop.

Lie to yourself that there's no hope

Don't stop, don't stop.



Suicidal rain

Do it again

Feel the pain

See the stains

Something remains

Of suicidal rain

Something remains

Of suicidal rain.



Listen to the rhythm of suicidal rain...

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Mike W.'s picture

great poem...i can relate a lot, but i've cut so much that I cant feel it very much n e more...but n e way good poem i enjoyed reading it

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Thank you for reading my

Thank you for reading my poem. I hope you find peace and happiness and that you stop cutting. May joy and laughter be yours :-)


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