Dark Poetry ~ Rain

Rain. Gaze. Sky.

Drops falling,
trickling down,
rolling down,
my cheek.

Pondering rain’s,
indifferent droplets,
walking in the rain,
roll down these arms,
hiding these tears.

Want. Given. Release.

Blood through veins.

Exit Strategy.

Feeling numb, cold.

Slowly splitting,
drenched deluge,
fantastic hues,
no subtle cues.

I’m tired…

Final rest for the weary.