Something Broken

Rain

The rain crashes against my windows like the thoughts in my head
All at once in a deafening uproar
Or not at all
Coming in waves of chaos
Clattering against the cold and empty house

But sometimes you are the rain
Where I used to dance with you and stand surrounded by you
I now sit inside with doors locked and windows closed
Because I see now that you are not good for me
As fun as it is to dance in summer rains,
As gorgeous as the clouds look rolling in to cover the sky,
It is winter now
And the rain is frozen

You are the freezing rain pounding at my windows
You are the wicked thunder reverberating down my spine
And you are pretty to see
And fun to sing and dance with
But you have made me sick
Far too many times
And finally
I have learned to stay inside