Immersion

Rain, swirling, crashing
Soaking a world once sodden
Impulse, fever
In its midst I will stand, yet remain
Unfeeling, frozen
Lost in the storm without power
To change, escape, to feel

Rain, torrent, drowning
The hopes and the prayers of the wayward
A lull, immersion, illusory wounds

The swollen orbs of the sullen crier
Mottled gray within malady
Force, uncontrolled
Crush, bane of soul
The hail of seasons untold has come
Sorrow's breath blankets the Earth in chill
Winter's heart, alone without haven
And the night is so cold

To breathe is pain, a frigid
It sears the soul, as the illness breaks
The fragile skin, drain
It scours weakness
It bleeds away all warmth
Nothing remains but void and emptiness

Burying deep, I dig beneath
To bear this frozen pall
A lifetime, falling, falling
Nothing

Howling into a night that does not hear
A solemn keeper of mortal fears
Insanity born of a form that is wasting away
The illness born of the rain has washed him away
Away