The walls keep closing in every time the rain spits itself through each crevice.
With the now wet interior, I feel as though I can't save anything that was destroyed within the rains destructible force.
The once perfect interior, now sits in ruins. If only I could've stopped it sooner I wouldn't have had it all taken away.
But what was all taken away is now gone, within a blink of an eye, I see it down poured with pain and heartbreak.
