‘April Showers’

Only if she knew what love was..she wouldn't be getting drenched.
She could understand the puddles of pain. She cries out her testament.
Ashamed to raise her head because raindrops have her scared.
The tides keep rolling in. She keeps praying to God.
Battered and bruised…she starts to hide behind the wall.
Man or God, God or Man…she can't interpret the call.
Nightmare after nightmare..she hasn't felt rain like this.
She drops her head under the shower head to see if its fixed.
Hell has heard her cry and cries have given her power.
Her testament is a test of time…She continues to pour out “April Showers”.