4 - Dear you

Under a radiant day, a white room, and a fairly comfortable temperature, it starts to rain.
If I close my eyes I can transport myself to the darkest den, illuminated with neon lights, a stage where represent the worst of my works to an anxious audience.

Unfortunately, everything has an expiration date.
A silent, your silence, darkening the room, it clouds, my most rabid fear is that it starts to rain.
Words, your words, flying fleeting hitting on me, leaving me immobile on the ground.

You lift me up to push me, I can not wait to cross the threshold.
The black sheep, chaos personified, lost in my head and found no solution.
A wink, a lighter, it was enough to discourage me. Choppy breaths, tight lips, carving a road to nowhere.
A bit about the size of a mountain.
And there we are, face to face, you most duels I bullets, catching them with your teeth.
Your biggest weakness will be your greatest strength.
Your biggest storm, downpours are merely passengers, and I almost feel sorry.
You soak me to my bones, pointing other way more on the map.
Closing another chapter spouting nonsense words.