Drops of water fall from the clouds,
Pour down upon the disaster we call earth,
Not knowing what's going to happen,
I only walk along and ignore the surroundings around me,
The path repeating itself over and over again,
My eyes only looking at the ground,
Not knowing what's in front of me,
The gentle tears falling against my skin,
Running down my body,
Soaking in the blood of dying soldiers,
Soaking in screams and cries,
No longer caring what's happening to me,
What's the point,
What's the problem,
Naked,
Laying on the cold hard ground,
Freezing,
Shaking surrounded and covered in snow,
Why do I care,
I don't,
As long as it rains,
Then I don't