My Future In Puddles

I feel like this storm
Billions of particles of my being
Accelerating to oblivion as the earth draws near
An oddly soothing sound for those in a gentle sleep

But I am not like the calming drone of water droplets
I am the chaotic randomness of tiny explosions
Crashing and combining before being ripped apart again at ground zero
Wondering where I might end up

After struggling to stay in the clouds
Life finally slips from my grasp
Tumbling downward to certain demise
Rain is my tears as much as it is my heart

My future in puddles
And your puddle below me
While I take aim and let go

Any pool of water will do at this point
But I want you to know my drops were meant for yours