Rain Chain

Eyes glued to wet window
pane, body cautious for
I, myself, might go insane,
observe every detail of
this grayish gloomy day

Plop! plop! sounds of mini
puddles greet me, sending
signals of peace which
gives my body notions
of relaxation

depression sinks into my
soul for I wish and long for
you here, two souls connected
as a whole, ponder of inexistent
Will I be miss? experience my last
kiss? or will I be remembered?

Hope changed to contributing
foundation prevent others from
ending like me, many varieties of
questions seek answers, " God please
help me "!

This life, universe is one big mystery,
I'm chained to the unknown for
understanding of my purpose
in my mind, far gone.