Torrential rain,
downpour,
torturous drops saturating
the psyche.

Flooding with psychosis.

Thoughts flowing,
searching for stability;
keeping reason from drowning
within insanity.

Tears drip,
mingling among the drizzle,
as the storm subsides.

Shimmering light reflects
upon standing puddles
from the sun’s salvation.

No longer waiting behind the clouds.

Published by David W. Jones

David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television. View all posts by David W. Jones