Ripped out,
kicked out of your house again,
and as you were so tipped down the rain,
and you found somewhere to shelter inside a coffee shop,
and you bought a coffee,
and stared numbly into it,
and ran your finger around the rim and felt lost,
felt lost and as empty and as bleak as the snows,
as bleak as the snows,
laying down upon the ground upon a winter's day,
and yes, you were kicked out,
kicked out of your house again with a little change,
and with a tear in your eye,
as outside there is a thunderous sky,
and the tear falls,
and the waitress hands you a tissue,
and you thank her,
and you think of all the things,
that has brought your life to this,
and you wish it weren’t that way,
and you try and think of somewhere to stay,
for you are tired of being tired,
and you are tired of the arguments,
and you are tired of the screaming,
and you try and think of somewhere to stay,
and you call people,
so many people but they cannot help you today,
so, you give up, you give up,
and you feel despair creeping into you,
and you drink the coffee,
you drink the coffee,
and you sit there all day,
because there are unlimited refills,
and you get high on caffeine,
and you cry, and you cry,
and you try and phone some more people,
but no one can help you today,
and the day, the day it passes that way,
and when the evening comes,
you drink more coffee,
and you feel numb,
and when the coffee shop closes,
you face the reality,
the reality that there is nowhere to sleep,
nowhere to sleep.
And with only a coat,
in a covered alleyway out of the rain,
numb you feel,
numb,
numb and cold and in pain,
and with so many tears,
tears falling down your cheeks,
tears falling upon tears,
oh, what great emotional pain,
countless tears upon tears,
in the cold, cold, cold winter,
sheltering out of the freezing rain.