woke up today to the sound of the pouring rain.
with heavy heart and an empty brain
crawled back into bed for the sweet release of sleep
another haunting dream torturing me
just beyond the grasp of reason
hours pass yet time stands still
wishing for something to happen,
yet knowing it never will
alarm clock shatters the silence
bringing me back to reality,
throw on clothes comfortable enough to be a second skin
not really ready to face the world again.
motivation lacking, despair rising
the rain is still coming down
yet now its on the inside
close to my heart.
But the moon breaks through now and again.
soon the clouds will part,
nights darkness wrapping me like a cloak
enveloping me in hidden folds
and off to the east the faint rays of sunlight
pour slowly across the horizon,
awakening eveything in the brilliance of light.
as yet again i resign myself
to the land of the living
soon the night will come again....
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