Doleful Rain

The pitter patter of a doleful rain doth resound Satiatiating solace and inner peace are drowned Guttural drips seep into my porous, emotive ground Brackish hope drains through my bleached mound Saturated soul shutters as the eroding waves continually pound For jaundiced psche no awning can be found Sorrowful torrents spin my head round and round Moldy dreams my mildewing conscience doth surround A dry, sheltered haven for my sanity cannot found Streams of misery o'er my breeched levee bound Tides of foam from my frothy mouth redound Thunderous tremors my nerves hound Lightening flashbacks my wits astound Cold winds of oppression my woe doth compound Reams of recycled heartaches wash up all around The gurgling bilge my remaining light doth impound