I walked the same path as I do each day,
The one that calmed my spirits,my problems flee.
Today it is different in every way,
Most of all not comfortable to me.

Changes become daily no comfort around,
tears normally fought against crash right through.
Secrets I sometimes shared with cool damp ground,
Hating the path I am forced o walk through.

The path mentioned is the one of my life,
Leading to sharp tense feelings of pain.
Not knowing anything more than this strife,
Understanding internally it RAINS.