Friday, 18 October 2013

Downpour



They’re squirreling off to work in the drizzling misty rain

The screech of the tires piercing my already damaged brain
Dark grey skies manipulating the day
Feelings of fear dictate the flavour of my stay

Pockets of depression litter the darkness of the sky
Desperation overwhelming me as I crouch down to cry
Droplets of uselessness invade my distorted thinking
Living in harmony with the world disappears without blinking