With the Rain

With the Rain… Every day is in documentation Getting it out Getting it down Read, if even for one moment And find something that you can believe in A solid thought From a scattered mind No tomorrow without tonight beforehand The time will come But not to rising sun Seeing, the clouds of rain That place your spirits in a dampened state of array A melancholy heart Speaking without thinking Growing tired, growing weary Always as I near the pages end No endless novel, I’m too far restricted From going that deep into character, my dear friends Little gems of thought and emotion That must rain from me; onto you, all of you…