Rainy Day


I've been through times
when I was just scraping by
seemed most of my life I had failed
I needed to stop and pray for some rain
that was needed to save myself.
The bad decisions
the wrong choices I had made
stayed outside of my door
and the only thing to make them right
was the rain i needed to pray for.
I thought at times
I was moving forward
but it was still that I stood
seemed so much bad had chased away
what might have been good.
Now the past is here to deal with
but my days aren't filled with pain
cause I finally found the will to pray
and with my prayers...
it began to rain.

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