Torrent

As I stair into space 

The weather is getting more dry,

 the brain is confused

Swaying and staggering like a fool who abuse alcohol

All the ideas and plan falls against the wall for a support

Her voice is everywhere saying can someone lend a steady hand

By oath you will be thankful by a torrent hand of God

I'm sure some could not understand 

so much they see,

 but they were still moved out of sight

from my folly, if only at me she could learn

As a friend she speaks to me like,

 Look!

love