The rain comes
but does not go.
It fills up my brain, my heart
and my soul.
Up past my knees
and enters my mouth
Falls down my throat
while i gurgle and shout.
While i scream
and i pout.
As i thrash and moan and count
the trickling drops.
While they drip down the seems
and the sides of the walls of my house.
Cody Campbell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-486/
