A Final Goodbye?

The wittering whispering wind
Blew outside, without
Raindrops on my window
Fell like tears of the lost

The wind blew, wet, cold, and hard
Relentless
Like a shard to the heart
Twisting, and torturous

The rain began to bleed
Like forsaken love
The storm, blew, as it grew

I died inside
Knowing happiness, had been denied
My hope
Was like waves, crashing against the rocks

Within this passionate maelstrom, unstoppable forces
Kissed immovable objects
My soul ripped open, by the storm
As my wild heart was ravaged

As the living, wriggling, vermian spaghetti rose
In response to the pounding raindrops
Abandoned the grave
In which i now lay
A final goodbye?

by Jemia