Rainy Days & Faded Dreams

O how I wish to liberate

My soul from the humdrum restraints

Of rainy days & faded dreams.

Yet afternoons like these augment

The growing restlessness in me.

Incessant drops remind me of

Experiences not possessed,

Friendships which I could not attain,

& romances out of my reach.

Regret ricochets through my mind.

At times like these I ask myself,

“Am I only alive to die?”

How can I sit here idly

While precious moments of my life

Expire? Have I squandered youth?

But still the clock continues its

Perpetual tick, refusing

To wait for me to ascertain

Just what it means to be alive,

& what it means to be human.

For now I can only hope that

The rain will someday cease to fall.