Raining Past the Sill

Tap went the window
under the heavy rain.
You felt like a widow
sitting empty, in vain.

Take a deep breath against the pane.
It fogs the view of rain.
Must you be so hush and faint,
in the face of pain.

Self reflection was your talent
when you were a kid;
helped you grow fast and silent.
in yet active a world, you feel off the grid.

Sleep is a refuge,
night a scare,
in deluge,
no air.

Take a soft breath against the pane.
It fogs the view of rain.
Must you be so meek and faint,
in the face of pain.

Pain in a measure,
yet this you can't say
in its own stature
it's just another day.

You wish for a story
yet no story happens
you're just sitting sorry
and no one thinks it matters.

Take a deep breath against the pane.
It fogs the view of rain.
Must you be so hush and faint,
in the face of pain.