Rain soaked the windows while I barely held on
And then on that night, I broke wide open
I was unable to continue, so I simply fell apart
Not quietly, but tear-soaking my bed

Rain then spoke, on that fateful evening
And in the same moment that
I was torn me to pieces, it
Now told me to rest in my sorrow for a little while

Relentlessly my brokenness continued to pour, like the storm
All truth of myself, that I never seen before
I was taken aback at what I myself revealed
New knowledge made all come into focus

Right after, my eyes still wet
A strange peace grew
Inside my chest for just a while
Nothing had changed, but still I was renewed.

(theinkthatspeaks.blogspot.com)