Broken pain

I am standing here all alone the rain dripping on me like a burning desire,
Deep within it has reached and decided to set me ablaze,
Do I get to see the morning glory or am I a hidden victory,
Dangled together these wrinkled hearts dried and fried with the fire below,
The limbs that stand here on the cliff and the eyes that ponder over the sea,
A sailor has come with his ships,
Treading on foreign waters and diving in deep,
What say I do to myself and my fate,
What say I do for I cannot now bleed,
The white flag says I am not here to fight but the spear in his hand gives me a fright,
The big hole in my chest can be seen at best, my condition of morbid existence,
I blink and blink to clear the view for I can see only yellow and blue,
The thunders have cried and the sky has howled,
I look up to scare and fall in despair,
My knees hit ground and I have sunk once again,
My hands take rest of my head in vain,
The tears keep falling as the pain is here the eyes keep flowing for the rain is here,
When the breeze comes shouting and shivers my spine it sinks in deep and steals what's mine,
Do I get to see the new beginning or am I to perceive an unending loss,
What has this all cost my life is but not yet lost,
Oh mother oh father all heaven and seas all angels have gathered here today,
They laugh and jest for my broken quest,
I have come to wonder all my plunder,
Even if I take my life and now do I jump,
I will be still lost and I would not have won,
And it still rains the sky is black,
I am sitting there waiting for it all to stop.