Rains among my death

The rains swept away the waters drowning me in six feet of hunger, that I've chased along the evil roaring in my aching voice of application, sentenced without revaluation. .
     I swim onward into a intoxication
of change,listless and pitiful, fore I am broken with declaration of death ,that if I kill myself, you may not rape the control of the birth I wasted under a sea of second to second of my adult sense of disease, I'll suffocate unto the rains..
      I may bleed the voice of penance ,in a rue saddle of confidence as I swear before a God in a bedroom where I lost the virgin feed of hate, as I kill myself,with a neuse I hung from a umbrella, where I once confide in a saint that the hero's left in the rain coerced my  angels to color a suicide with my bruised flesh, broken from the scars weighing heavy as I faithfully prayed for rain..