andieleewrites

As rain streaks down the window pane,
I find myself dissociating again.
All the world is colored gray,
My body feels numb and cold.

Thoughts drift like clouds
Through the silent night.&nbsp;&nbsp;
Lost whispers fading from sight.&nbsp;&nbsp;
Yet in the dark, a flicker. 
A reminder that hope can, eventually, emerge.

Rain

Just as the withered leaves
Fall from blighted branches
So does the joy
Dissipate from my wretched heart
As I stand here and watch
Hope disappear before my very eyes
Like ghosts in the sun
And like tears in the rain
No one noticed