Day: 2016/04/19

Rainy Season


Haystack Rock (From Wikimedia Commons)



Weariness wears on me
this dreary day.
Each drop of rain taunting me
haunting me, tear drops that won’t end.

Tears of heartache,
loss and abandonment.
Tears of betrayal,
hurt, and disappointment.

I cannot swim in such misery.
Clouds of despair envelope me.
I will never recover.

The rains of Spring seem endless.
Pablo wrote of Love and Despair
why do they go hand in hand?

I will not drown in the misery of this rain
or in the pool of despair.
I will rise above
with a fortitude unmatched,

like a solitary rock
as the tide subsides.

P. Wanken

Shared at 1Sojournal for NaPoWriMo – Day 19.