My eyes have closed at the silence.
It's just me in here.
I cannot deny it.
It rains in my head and it pounds away fiercely and heavily.
"Let me out! Let me out!" It's all I hear the water say.
The rain clouds press into my brain.
“Let me out. Let me out.” The water continues to say.
Obsessively, the pleading drums; crazed.
“Let me out! Let me out!” Screams the rain.
The waters being to rise and I foolishly ignore the warning.
Because, I plough on ahead as if the sky isn’t falling.
It begins to drive me mad.
Mad beyond my senses.
The pitter patter. The pitter patter. The pitter patter.
Now the waters begin to rise violently,
and I finally, begin to fear being swallowed by the sea.
So with fear: I relent the pressure and let the violent sea rush down my cheeks.
And with a roar, I can hear the brokenness all around me and in this moment…
I realize, that I’ve allowed myself to weep. To finally weep.