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.