The enveloping grey sky
Releases the rain like a mercenary
Or a tender of the hounds
setting them loose.
I run for cover but it's too late
And the rain ensures my untimely capture.
Each drop, the atrophy of my emotion
Every stream, slowing the passage of time to a halt
And all colours- red, green, yellow, blue,
Disappear as I'm drowning in a world of monochrome.
Quickly! I'm trying to feel again
But the storm has stopped
And left me soaked to the bone,
With a heart no longer beating.
Choking on my own emptiness,
As my happiness slips through my desperate grasp
And my life splutters down the drain.