I Wish The Rain

Every small piece of my life
Is a rainy day
I look into each moment with sorrow
Just as I look out my window at the rain on my doorstep

My soul dies in the rain, without her
Waiting, and willing never to rise again
For why live, for nothing, but the cold
And the wet
And the wind

I wish the rain would soak in through my skin
And soften me
Dissolve me
Into the ground, never to rise

Never again to wake
Never again to see
Never again to know
Never again to feel

For such is the wet, cold sorrow
Of loosing the only one who cared