Rivers of regret run like relentless rain,
Persistently pouring past pain out onto the page.
Red with rage from the realization that the rejection of reality is not rational.
Temper turns to tired tears that trail and tangle with the tale I’ve penned,
A failed father, a fickle friend, a family fallen apart from within.
Drowning in a deluge of darkness, dumbfounded, I discover the destination.
This crucial chapter comes to a close.
– Written for Jane Dougherty Writes, Poetry Challenge #41: In The Rain. Painting prompt by Franz Marc. Word prompts were “rain, red, relentless, river, regrets.”