Here Comes the Rain Again

The steady dripdrip of the shower
Multiplied one thousand times
He sat there, conversing with friends
Garnier, Pantene and Nivea

Under the waterfall is a beautiful mirage
The world seen through watery eyes
Blurred and indistinctive, no focus on the pain
The water was sent to wash away

The rain falls nowhere but over his head
He sits in puddles of his own despair
The sun shines bright
He always said he was more of a Winter person anyway

The droplets of water have each other for company
They race, frolic and play
He watches them, even the shower
Is no escape from the lonely torments of life

The irony is strong
The societal thinking place, the place for pondering
The place where the last thought occurred
Leaving those on the outside left only to ponder why