Why does the rain feel
Comforting?
Why do these dark skies
Make me calm?
Heavenly tears falling,
Crying…
Tears of sadness
Tears of anger
Tears of misery.
I look out the window,
Mist frosting up the glass
Cold, hard;
Just like the lives outside…
Droplets fall
Like hammers,
Hitting the ground
All around.
The wind howls,
A dirge for lost souls,
Bringing them home
Through the storm
Violent, yet in control…
Constant pattering,
Monsoon of madness
Comforting sadness
To my broken soul
Grey skies, washing away,
Bringing seasons anew.
