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A poem on rains

Tue Jun 03 2025|iDare Team


The Descent

Heavy... dark... clouds... descending.
Mind and faculties — drenched in the downpour.
Hopelessness... despair... start to feel real... again.

Moments ruled by dread... and panic.
Worst-case scenarios? They don’t just knock.
They kick the door down.
And the fear of losing yourself... starts to feel real... again.


The Crushing Weight

Abuse... Taunts... From those we call “loved ones.”
They crush your spirit.
Everything. Goes. Dark.

And the fear... that you’ll never be loved... starts to feel real... again.


The Call to the Warrior

But hear me, dear warrior.
You are not alone.

Help is handy.
Support — it’s not a myth.
It’s for real.

You are not broken beyond repair.
And armed with resources — plenty...
You will win these battles within.


The Breaking of Clouds

Clouds — less dense.
The sky? It opens up.

Feelings… now just a stream.
You can cross it.
Not easily — but... with little effort.

And each step?
You breathe again.
You live again.


The Restoration

Your sense of self — restored.

Love?
It abounds. Plenty.
Both within... and around.


Welcome Home

Welcome home ♥

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