rainy season

slowly the blood, the lifeline,
drains from the vessel
like a lazy river gone astray,
wandering aimlessly
waiting for the end to ease it all
before the fall
silence permeates the hollows of the mind
with doubt,
distraction and the void
rain patters lightly against the soul
desire fades with the dusk
darkness robs the light
and the power chugs to a stop
doors close
windows latch
alone
crying
reaching out
grasping for an invisible thread
hope
lost in the sea of pain
the mind
forecloses on destiny
salted wounds
helpless
thunder crackles
lightening strikes
and the vessel melts away