Chrysalism

The rain has come again,
And the truce has now begun,
I breathe all my air,
And I won't leave you.
I have a little friend,
That makes me understand and see the rain that falls,
Now I'm free to feel.
Look how much I had to run, To find a place in me,
I can't believe it's real.
The words become strong, The eyes can see colors,
I accept the waves
They come and go,
I breathe the air,
It belongs to me,
I feel the love and fight for it now.
I'm breathing in, my life.
Seems like we need the waves, Then I write the pain,
I write the pain,
To find me again.
I breathe the air,
Belongs to me,
And soon as I exhale the cycle starts all over again.