Prologue

The night was dark. Endless skies of soulless black covering the city in a blanket of sorrow. Drops of tears fall from the depressed sky, threatening, warning, of the storm of cries and sobs soon to follow. Clouds of gray sweep in from the east and west, wind beating the leaves off their trees. Lightening shoots through the sky like a spiderweb, the roaring of invisible tigers soon following. Then the crying of the dead sky begins.

People do not seem to like rain, to much of a hassle and is always making life difficult they say. But I, unlike others invite the rain. I walk along the puddled sidewalks, letting the wind caress my face. The rain washing me of any negative feeling, any negative memory. I take a deep breath and let it out in a long sigh. It feels good to be out in nature's sadness.

My eyes close for a moment as I bask in the rains wonder. Being sixteen was truly sweet. I got my license, but I still prefer to walk to save on gas. It was so damn expensive now-a-days. I sighed again and found myself in the nearby playground. It was deserted, forgotten for the night until the children come back to play the next day.

I walk over and sit on one of the dampened swings, not caring as the back of my pants got wet. I kicked myself backwards and picked up my feet. I rocked my legs back and forth in time with my swing, making me go higher and higher. It made me rethink back on times when I was a kid on the playground, smiling, laughing, being happy. But those times were long gone by now. But that did not mean I could not relive them once and a while, though some I rather not...

I sighed and closed my eyes focusing on my swinging and hummed a song in my head, which soon made me start humming in my throat. Before I knew it I was singing the song.

"I'm so tired of being here,

suppressed by all my childish fears.

And if you have to leave.

I wish that you would just leave.

'Cause your presence still lingers here,

and it won't leave me alone.

Theses wounds won't seem to heal,

this pain is just to real.

There's just to much time can not erase.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,

when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears,

And I held your hand through all of these years.

But you still have.

All of me.

You used to captivate me,

by your resonating eyes.

Now I'm bound by the life you left behind.

Your face it haunts,

my once pleasant dreams.

Your voice it chased away,

all the sanity in me.

Theses wounds won't seem to heal,

this pain is just to real.

There's just to much time can not erase.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,

when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears,

And I held your hand through all of these years.

But you still have.

All of me.

I've tried so hard to tell myself that your gone,

but though you're still with me,

I've been alone after all.

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears,

when you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears,

And I held your hand through all of these years.

But you still have.

All of me..."

I soon stopped singing, but I heard my song start playing somewhere in the distance. I opened my eyes and stopped swinging to listen but the music had stopped, and I could hear it no longer. I looked around and saw no one, not even a piece of trash lying in the grass. I raised an eyebrow and wondered if I was just imagining things. I shrugged and started swinging again. I closed my eyes.

Big mistake...