PARCHED! Send me a torrential storm, A fresh onslaught of grief; Save me, my tearless eyes, from the abusive thief. My vision is hazy, Cheeks are bruised; Steps are motionless, Words are used; Send me a hurricane, if I can't walk in the sane; Can't bear this parched emotions, Heartbroken, unheeding frame. Allow me some fresh tears, to salve my pain. Send me fresh torment, To to kiss off my old pain! Hear me, I am parched... all I need is an relentless rain!