Ok, this is technically fanfiction because it is relating to Catherine(elder) of Wuthering Heights...
Honestly, I love it, not only because I wrote it for my project but also because it is drawn from some experience of my own.
Everybody enjoy, and please leave reviews!
Heavy drops of icy rain
Like crystalline diamonds, pounding on my face
With every bead of liquid I am filled
With my regrets, with the lingering passion
The pounding rain,
the pressure rising,
the power of my love
All of it floods my consciousness
Logic tells me to find shelter from
The raging maelstrom of emotions and
in the dark and distress and
in the blinding rain
Looming above, the flash of lightning illuminates
The wuthering castle overlooking the tumultuous scenery
Alone, the double oaken doors wind me
Of my chilled breath, but still
I push through
Into shelter
Into further darkness
And solitude
My drenched clothes drip on the stone floor
Dripping,
Dripping,
Dripping,
Down onto the stone floor
Where the impact makes a plink!
The sound reverberates through
The hallowed halls filled with silence
Even in the shelter from the rain
Liquid continues to cascade down my pale face
A flash of lightning provides me
With the image of my heart
Of him
He cries in a ghostly wail like the raging wind against the open crevices of the castle
His eyes stare into mine with an intensity I cannot bear to comprehend
His entire being calls out to me in a plea
For forgiveness
For recompense
For a return to the way things were before
The thunder booms and cries with the agony of my soul
It echoes my very heart and calls out in contrast
To forget
To move on
To heal in solitude and peace
Nothing was worth the pain of my love
Being stolen from me, to only be rendered
To nothing but a naive hope
To nothing but a lost dream
To nothing but ashes of its former opulence
The rain comes down,
down,
down,
And logic tells me to listen to the sound
And let it wash away the insecurities
And let its static sound lull me
To a dreamless state of blissful sleep
To wait until the calming of the storm