Poetic Music

Rebirth

Talk to me.

Open your eyes,

This rain holds my cries.

Don't give in to nothing,

your life is worth something.

Sure, in death there is no sorrow, no pain, no despair.

But you know better than anyone when your heart tears,

the small lights are found in the repair.

Turn away from your cage of protection,

Find your will through another direction.

Now lift yourself up from the earth,

as the world waits for your rebirth.