Black Rain Poem by Vanessa Kingsley

The rain 'twas black, and the stars were white. My face was hidden in the moonlight. A full moon shone and shadows were cast, what lurks beneath is very fast. Puddles of portals, and trees of wonder, wind that howled and was a blunder. Midnight held, fast as knot, and took me away, into my thoughts. Dark lullabies, lulled me to sleep, keeping me safe, and on my feet. The rain is a blanket, drowning my sorrows and pain, darkness, is a pain killer, and it will come tomorrow. And with a life long sorrow will open up the night. That kills all things in sight.