Raindrops
Rinse off me, my depths of despair, with
Angst ridden soul, that I fail to repair
Imbibed sense of shame, that rises to the top
Negative narrative that just won't stop, let me
Drink from a well that cleanses and restores
Repeating affirmations that open new doors
Objectively view the pitter pattering things I think
Prevent saturation that causes me to sink
Safe in the rainstorm, not always on the brink
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2024
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