With bare feet walking under the rain
The girl sees her desire once again
In gray streets of water and pain
A step hence maybe lethal
Cold bare feet in blood and shame
Her cold heart is soaked with diesel
She cares not about tomorrow
An undying purpose she’s borrowed
For someone to set her heart on fire
And burn every last bit of sorrow
In dread she moves forward
Feet soaked with blood like her inward
Bruises that wont heal
Wounds refuse to melt
Nothing seems fair or real
To god she cried then knelt
Her voice reached heavens and beyond
All alone waiting someone to respond
Raindrops aren’t as gentle as before
They fall like swords and beauty they deform
But with bare feet she walks under the rain
And sees her desire once again
Now pain and shame she cries to no one
Hope and faith were saviors once
When you face Solitude you start to be kind
She found none when kindness was young
With bare feet walking under the rain
The girl sees her desire once again
In gray streets of water and pain
A step hence maybe lethal
Cold bare feet in blood and shame
Desperate, she soaked herself with diesel
M.O.A 
Nice write, my friend.I can feel her braveness. 😉