Watcher

as i watch the changing weather
from the window of my cell
may be clear outside
but inside me it’s raining blood

just what is there to do
with someone and there is only me
to hold there’s nobody
to embrace there’s no one

the heart is void
is it not? will it be?
half empty it may be
half full? not likely

the weather’s changing
here comes the rain
as if nature’s wept with me
she felt the melancholy

once reality escapes me
the fantasy grabs a hold of me
the nightmares choking me
now life itself comforts me