This is based on a song called "Why is she crying" by juliagrace.

Raven stared at her hands.

They were grimy, unclean, disgusting. Tears blurred her eyes. They were just like her.

How could she go back? There was no way. There was a chasm separating her from them now. She had burnt her last bridge before she had realised what was on her side of the chasm.

She glides, walks, briefly talks,

Making a lover from an unknown face,

She got her future in her hands,

Or so she says.

Unlike other people who could only sense what they'd become, Raven was different. She could see every disgusting feature that made up the whole damning picture.

When it had started it had felt so good

Passing by childhood dreams,

A cycle of faded themes,

She's changed her views on so many things,

Or so she sees.

He had really wanted her hadn't he? He was kind, gentle and didn't press her. He'd even been considerate of her inexperience. After Trigon had disappeared and the Teen Titans broke up, Raven had wanted to experience everything.

It was amazing… at first. She had been touching other people's lives, giving them pleasure. What better way to make a living?

Another night, another light,

Who really cares, who cares,

Don't look too closely it's ok,

If everything's as it seems,

Fulfilling all her dreams,

If this is what it means, then,

Why is this woman crying?

Why is she crying?

After almost taking everything away from everyone, it seemed to be the best way. She'd seen the damage good intentions could do, this was in a little way making the world a better place… wasn't it?

Then she'd met them. They were so much more knowledgeable about the world. She'd thought she knew what was the best thing for everyone, but she'd almost destroyed the world. They had explained everything, the world was grey not black and white.

There is no place for right or wrong,

It's just your point of view,

She makes the choices, holds the reins,

Or so they told her.

It's hard to face another day,

In this uncertainty,

Caught in a spiral of reasoning.

She used to have a strong opinion on good and evil. But now she was so confused. There was no place that was hers. Many times in the morning when she was at her worst she had almost… almost…but she couldn't do it. She was in the perfect life wasn't she?

Another night, another light,

Who really cares, who cares,

Don't look too closely it's ok,

If everything's as it seems,

Fulfilling all her dreams,

If this is what it means, then,

Why is this woman crying?

Why is she crying?

Her mother had always warned her about this… but she wasn't a good role model, was she? If she had never stayed with Trigon, Raven and all her problems would never become reality.

Tears started spilling down her cheeks dislodging a layer of dirt. In the night she was loved, wasn't she? It wasn't perfect love but some one cared enough about her.

She say's she doesn't want to,

Be like her mother,

She doesn't want to be tied down.

All Raven wanted was for someone who would stay longer than the night. She wanted to wake up in the morning and find a warm someone next to her instead of coldcoins.

Deep inside she wants to fall in love,

But another night is over,

And he doesn't even know her name.

Raven stumbled into someone's doorway. The rain mingled with her tears.

That's why she's crying.

She held her hands out to the rain. The dirt was washed off by the cold rain, but it didn't wash off the unclean feeling under her skin. She curled into a ball to try to stay warm. Blessed darkness crept over her; here she could hide.

That's why she's crying.

Light flooded the porch, revealing her thin saturated form. A warm finger lifted a strand of her limp, dead hair from her ice cold face.

"Raven?"

The figure quickly lifted her from the cold concrete and took her inside. She was so light and frail. Her placed her on a bed and covered her with a big soft duvet.

A light green hand traced a fading bruise on her cheek. His heart broke to see her like this.

"What happened to you Raven?"