I love to hear the sound

Of the rain coming down

As I lay wide awake up in my bed.

It drowns my chain of thought

And worries that are caught

In the whirlpool of dread inside my head.

Rain drop pitter patter

Is better than the clatter

Of thoughts I fight and struggle to control.

The burning in my chest

Impressing on my rest

Brings fear that I can feel deep in my soul.

Rain goes through the gutter

And exits with a sputter

And trickles from the pavement to the lawn.

The rain is so real now

I can’t help but feel how

By sunrise signs of storm will all be gone.

Rain that hits my window

Distracts from the crescendo

As my vision tunnels in and I can’t see.

The drops that hit the roof

And the ground should be proof

That this world is so much bigger than just me.

As sky and rain get light

I’m hoping I just might

Clear my head and close my eyes at last.

And pass from mental screaming

To peaceful, restful dreaming

In silence of the storm that has just passed.