Thoughts of me

When the darkness takes my thoughts. It's not dark enough to complain. I want to feel at home but only when there's rain. Slowly I am taken by pain . I try to think of what could happen . What the future could bring . My head and heart will always be slap in. Me, Myself and I are the only reasons, I will cry. Even if I pass the gates, Will it change my fate. These thoughts will parade my head till I die