In water

Drops flow down a face worn rough by years;
Liquid soaks my face, my chest, my back.
On the horizon, clouds sit, ripe and heavy with water.

The sky it splits and rain pours down like tears.
Hot and Salty, it bites and stings my eyes.
Up to my chest, I begin to sink, swallowed by waves.

I jolt awake, my heart pounds in my ears.
The empty bed extends into the darkness.
I am alone, adrift in a sea of sheets.