Monotony

I just love to walk in the rain.

The cold numbs my body,

My impurities, shame.

My footsteps fall lightly.

My gait ever slow.

Are those teardrops falling?

Without taste none will know.

The ice stings like acid,

Breathing becomes a chore.

On I still labor,

Through the depths of my core.

I hear a voice calling,

So sweet, far away.

My mind slowly wanders,

Dreams tomorrow, yesterday.

My bones become brittle,

Hollow within.

This crimson I swallow,

Heart laced in sin.

Upon crossing paths,

Strangers quick look away.

A familiar ache,

I'm forever shaded grey.

The numbess is burning,

This strange deja vu.

As all my impurities

Pave my way back to you.