Demon of the Rain

 
 
 
The clouds are white, yet it is raining;
The sun is visible and bright, yet the weather is freezing.
Yesterday, perhaps, should have been the most grotesque day of my existance.
For the Demon of which I have not viewed in months, appeared by my side.
The Wind shattered the windows and suddenly froze me to death;
The Rain became silent, and black became my breath.
 
The wind is cold, yet the falling rain is hotter than the pits of hell.
The pits of hell, which bore my Demon in a Sulfur cell.
Thunder breaks as the Demon begins to speak.
A slight and quick flash of its lightning causes me to hide.
To pull the Mask of which I bare, over my face.
The drenching tears of fear and silence is all that is left of my trace.
 
The Demon laughs and Hail begins to fall.
Causing my voice and eyes to call.
Call for the one of which I trust.
Search for his face- Scream his name if I must.
Anything that will escape me from this cell that envelopes me with my Curse.
Anything that will allow me to escape my fear and remorse.
 
A loud crack of Thunder; A bright sprite of Lightning.
I begin to escape the cell of Fear; Of lost time.
A door, lies ahead of me, exposing light.
I begin to run twords it, trying to escape the chasm of fright.
My Heart returns, For I have escaped the Demon.
Yet, I know that darkness remains within me;
The Darkness, the Pain, the Silence- all prove that I have not escaped
My Demon of Rain.
 

    10/24/12[/i][/b]