I Express Myself Through Writing
This one is very close to my soul.
[b][u]Raining in Her World[/u][/b]
by Jo Ferrari
joferrarilyricist.com
She’s found all alone apart at the seams
Her thoughts are clouded, scattered from dreams
Committed to love, these thoughts have always been
overtly denied of what’s long been imagined
From a bellowing groan to a wallowing moan
comes a mournful whine, a grievous sigh
Her mind and life are never her own
through days and nights to the lowest high
A story of the heart unfurled
as it’s raining in her world
Unspoken words make mountains of sense
It’s love and not lust, a primal defense
The absence of love, she cannot be whole
With all that binds her heart to her soul
From a bellowing groan to a wallowing moan
comes a mournful whine, a grievous sigh
Her mind without life is left all alone
The days and nights she barely gets by
A story of the heart unfurled
And it’s raining in her world
New tears won’t fall, they flood her mind
Overflowing and heavy, leaving her blind
Dry are the streaks of tears fallen before
A longing for love, held true, nevermore
From a bellowing groan to a wallowing moan
Comes a mournful whine, a grievous sigh
Her mind leads her life, it’s all she’s known
Endless days and nights, never questioning why
A story of the heart unfurled
Still it’s raining in her world
In each day’s passing, she is weary and worn
Seeking peace in her life, a calm after the storm
She cannot go out, finding nowhere to hide
She cannot escape when it’s raining inside
From a bellowing groan to a wallowing moan
Comes a mournful whine, a grievous sigh
Her mind and life are never her own
through days and nights to the lowest high
A story of the heart unfurled
as it’s raining in her world
[b][u]Raining in Her World[/u][/b]
by Jo Ferrari
joferrarilyricist.com
She’s found all alone apart at the seams
Her thoughts are clouded, scattered from dreams
Committed to love, these thoughts have always been
overtly denied of what’s long been imagined
From a bellowing groan to a wallowing moan
comes a mournful whine, a grievous sigh
Her mind and life are never her own
through days and nights to the lowest high
A story of the heart unfurled
as it’s raining in her world
Unspoken words make mountains of sense
It’s love and not lust, a primal defense
The absence of love, she cannot be whole
With all that binds her heart to her soul
From a bellowing groan to a wallowing moan
comes a mournful whine, a grievous sigh
Her mind without life is left all alone
The days and nights she barely gets by
A story of the heart unfurled
And it’s raining in her world
New tears won’t fall, they flood her mind
Overflowing and heavy, leaving her blind
Dry are the streaks of tears fallen before
A longing for love, held true, nevermore
From a bellowing groan to a wallowing moan
Comes a mournful whine, a grievous sigh
Her mind leads her life, it’s all she’s known
Endless days and nights, never questioning why
A story of the heart unfurled
Still it’s raining in her world
In each day’s passing, she is weary and worn
Seeking peace in her life, a calm after the storm
She cannot go out, finding nowhere to hide
She cannot escape when it’s raining inside
From a bellowing groan to a wallowing moan
Comes a mournful whine, a grievous sigh
Her mind and life are never her own
through days and nights to the lowest high
A story of the heart unfurled
as it’s raining in her world
