Rain

Reach out and grab my hand, but I'll let you down again.
I know we've tried to walk that line but I'll reign myself back in.
I'm secretive in some ways and have yet to let you in
But open in some others that will burden me again.
I'd hold strong if I could have and I'll want for you tonight
But even if my pillow's stained I will have won the fight.
I'd have held you at an arms length if I thought that it would help
But torture is a friend to vicious people, when you yelp.
I'll revel in the cries, if it's only for my pain
Because one day I will learn from this,
and dry up all the rain.