The cold rain came pouring down, melting away my blue wounds

Unable to even close my opened umbrella, I was certainly crying, Even though the torrential rain bathing the streets had long let up.

Yet why does my chest ache, feeling like it’s going to rip apart?

Please, can someone please just scoop me up… Before this night ends and dawn breaks, please find me.

Surely it’ll vanish entirely someday, right? My name, from within you

I'm gradually drenched by this unending evening shower. It'll surely be fine to cry now, right?

Hey, I beg of you...