Heartbreaking Rain

if we stood on the edge of a faceless eternity slashed against this raging storm brewing inside with our souls ripped and torn, releasing a plea would the heavens hear and answer? or would we continue to drift, sift bathed in these blue lacerations and slowly fade, beyond the point of never surrender... would a solitary tear drop, and find it's way? clutched now in obscurity's grasp before sliding past all forms of remembrance, how many would notice how many would care as it traveled by, choking smashed and stretched reduced to a smattering of it's former vestige, if that and what if the vignettes quickly raced by each with a scene from a favorite part of your life, would you search frantically for the memory of me? would you cry with disbelief if I skipped past before you could recognize memorialize those moments, the ones we shared when the sun was once bright and gave us sweet shelter from the moon's wandering twilight...