Blue Rain

You make the rain as blue as winter,
falling to the ground on this open blister.
Ever so gently it comes into view
from behind the fog , a miserable truth:

Fair maidens never felt the bliss
of an honest prince that does not exist.
Perpetrating a sincere reenactment,
It's what all of them do-
Men entertaining their lies
while the rain bleeds blue.

Take me away from a tortured reality.
Allow me a minute without all your agony.
If a penny was spent on everything you deny
I would be as rich as your intricate lie.

I always see through the story you design.
Blue rain keeps falling throughout the night.