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A storm that rages
Of innermost turmoil
Brewing and boiling
A beast that's nocturnal

The hidden half
Rarely ever seen
My secret from you
Borderline obsene

Darkness cuts through me
Misery my bondage
Sorrow is tattooed
Like I'm branded a hostage

Blades of blackness
Puncture my brain
Saturated clouds
Full of purple rain

Pouring down
Drowning me
Fighting for air
Longing to scream

The depth of dismay
The feeling of failure
I succumb to the madness
Unaware of my savior

Inside I struggle
To be free of the pain
To fly away far
From the thick purple rain

Before I am lost
Forever an unknown
I must endure the torture
Of being alone

At war with myself
In this storm inside
I am captivated
No where left to hide

Maybe I'm crazy
Maybe I'm insane
Maybe theres no such thing
As purple rain