rainstorms

how you know

sitting there blankly,
numb and hollow
nothing to do
nowhere to go
tears creeping up,
but for what?
a penetrating ache
a delving sadness
and for what,
for what,
for what?
exhaustion without reason
isolation and
anxiety over such
a muted world
but strong emotions
i am but a
rag doll
useless, helpless,
as the monster takes reign once again