Torrent

Just another wonderful day. lol. I'm not really depressed I just felt like a dark poem.

I gaze into the distance as I pick up the shattered pieces of my life. 
I see towering storm clouds massing on the horizon. 
The violent torrent is bearing down on me. 
My emaciated spirit breaks just a little more. 
I hang my head to hide the coming tears. 
The freezing, stinging drops of rain hit me. 
Water and tears mingle together hiding all emotion. 
No one cares anyway. 
I wonder how much more pain and despair can be thrown at me before I'm broken. 
I am amazed that I have not withered away into nothing, my ashes blown asunder. 
Tossed about and torn apart. 
My chaos, my lovely despair continues, even after death.