Nonstop rain, it dampens my mood
Sends me to bed, whereupon I brood
Going up the walls but it’s all in my head
I beat myself up until I see red.
Thoughts are the enemy, sleep is my friend
Until dreams attack & I awaken to defend
In a state of post-traumatic stress
Dystopian dread, I must confess.
Night is falling & so am I
Feel like crying but my eyes remain dry
For now & for tomorrow I must stay strong
Please God, deliver me from all that is wrong.
Faith In The Ripple Effect 