Whatever floats my boat, and whatever actually gets written. Updates are sporadic, sometimes it may be sad, happy, disappointing or even funny but that's just the way life is, isn't it?
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⌞ Dripple, Dripple⌝
Dripple, Dripple The rain begins, Whispers of storm, And all night, it will fall.
Dripple, Dripple You sit in your room, Eyes lost in the glossy half-moon, A quiet wish, too far away, Too small to hold, too distant to stay.
Dripple, Dripple Under your roof, you remain, And though they think you're safe, The flood rises, unseen— A flood of words, a flood of pain.
Dripple, Dripple It comes on stronger, The waters climb, Now halfway up the bed, Drenched in thoughts you never said.
Dripple, Dripple You try to stop it, but can't, The rain pours faster, Soaked with memories you can't escape, It drowns your chest, your breath, your shape.
...Drip... Drip When the storm finally stills, You shiver in the quiet, Your body cold, You find the closet, A dark space to hide— A place where warmth is far, but safe inside.
...Drip... Through the window, you see it, The big hands wiping away The tears you can't seem to shake, Shaking as violently as you.
Seems like it's time for bed
When the tears finally stop,
Big hands coming to dry them
wiping the eyes that you call windows
And you, too, find stillness.
Huddled deep, in the no-thoughts space—
Safe, for now,
In the closet of your mind.
You sweet, forgotten inner child
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