Prayers for Rain

Prayers for Rain

I beg for rain
I plead in vain
now I find I have gutters full of rain
to ease the pain

I listen to the drumming on the roof
I lay bare in my bed
this is nothing more than proof
that the demons are at play in my head

The rain washes me clean
a temporary respite
a moment for me not to demean
to the troubles unseen

I still jump at every noise
still looking over my shoulder
Still attempting to maintain poise
still letting the hurt smolder

So come rain, put out my fire
let me fall asleep to your soothing patter
and get lost in the mire
after all, what does it matter?

~Charlotte 5.2.09