Faster than I can think.
So loud I can't hear myself think.
Rain pours down
Washing away all emotion.
Quieting the commotion.
The pain became so great one day,
That I decided to lay outside,
Not caring whether I lived or died;
Nothing would change anyway.
Then the rain began to pour,
And thunder roared.
Somehow the storm washed it all away
Cleansed, no longer feeling stuck,
Ready to live the rest of the day.