Firezen

I walk down the soaking wet street, wondering what the day's going to be, since water is knee deep, and into my shirt, bit by bit crawling and trickling, it slowly creeps. I wonder what's hidden beneath the raining day. This world I see in colours of black white and grey. Grand marble buildings that used to be on display, melting away under the rain slowly to our dismay. I finally drag my legs out from the flooded river street, but after a few steps it's just another repeat. Water filling up the corners of everywhere, Handful of highlands avoiding suffocating despair. Pedestrians dashing up and down the concrete, by chance sharing secon