Rain..funny how it always seems to punctuate
My pain..a nightmare that oversees my life’s deconstruction

My home…gone
My love…ripped away
The bleakness palatable as I watched  it crumble, and fall away

Day to day…moment to moment
I keep moving.. the rain, a constant enemy
taunting me, a tyrant, a bully
Forcing me to live in this constant moment

It made me look at my life…and all my weaknesses…I continue to push back
Against my failures, I make the fates see
me, all of my conflicts, my victories with
the losses
I am told over and over, there is no way to stop it…change it, I am broken…
Echos, in my head…darkness, I was told to fear

I stood before the monster of my future.. and shouted “Never!!!”
I stood there in the cold rain.. and defied the evil that confronted me..
And…I kept moving forward

You know…the worst that could happen is it kills this physical construct…
But, it can never take the true me..the soul that dwells within..

The clouds gathered darker, as the cold steel rain continued…

I pulled my resolve around me like unseen armor… And
With conviction, courage and all the strength I could summon…
I stared into the tempest…
As I stepped forward.

An Original Poem by H.R. Beebe