If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am the storm

I’m constantly hoping for a different ending

That maybe one day I won’t be the one who is broken

That one day I will not be the broken nor the forsaken

I always imagine the scenarios in my head

Everyone wanting me

Me having scarless skin

But the day of my storm of hopes coming true will never come

So I’ll continue to kneel

To make blood drip from my arms

In hopes that one day my storm will be worth it