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burningRain127
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”We are all searching for someone whose inner demons play well with ours.”







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Seasons
Poetry / by burningRain127
Last post
 December 7th, 2024
...See more Footsteps are covered with snow on the ground. Through the flurry of thoughts, unable to hear a sound. Memories buried, emotions lie deep.. Secrets that only time’s passing will keep. Try as I might, I can’t quite remember if I met you in March, or last December. All I know is this, for certain.. I know not how to remove time’s curtain. Anything would I give, to have one more day.. For the ice to dissolve, for the return of May.. for your footsteps are covered by snow on the ground, and through my own torrent of thoughts, I can’t hear a sound. -Rain
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monster made from memories (t.w.)
Poetry / by burningRain127
Last post
 June 14th, 2023
...See more the monster made from memories, a beast that feeds on cries and screams. there are not any remedies, he finds you even in your dreams. it hurts you to remember, it’s painful to relive trying to forget the past, hiding behind a fragile wall they tell you to “forget”, “forgive”.. but they know not the monster’s call.. the monster made from memories, you grow tired of fighting when the losses are so many and so small are your wins the thought of just one more battle so very uninviting trying to rest your weary mind, when the monster lunges again. Opposing the beast- for the soldier never goes well.. how to keep moral high when you’ve lost so much ground..? they will never see your tears, hear what you have to tell the monster sits atop your chest, and you can’t make a sound. Off in the distance now you hear the heavy, lumbering steps never feel security, always on your guard.. without another option, his call you accept as you march to meet the monster, wondering- “will it always be so hard..?” -burningRain127 (Retr0ne I thought this might interest you..)
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Unfamiliarity (trigger warning)
Poetry / by burningRain127
Last post
 June 2nd, 2023
...See more who am I, could this be me? ive grown to hate the one I see Ive done her wrong, caused so much pain and still a grudge against her remains. I should be sorry, I treat her unfairly but am I regretful? maybe, barely.. looking in the mirror, I see defeat in her eyes and still I have yet to apologize.. I can’t bear the heaviness of my self hate, but to love this person seems a chore too great who am I, could this be me? this isnt the person that I used to be. always wearing long sleeves, heart solid ice never believing the number on the scale will suffice who am I, could this be me? despite my wishing, I am she.
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Rain’s Space ☔️
Journals & Diaries / by burningRain127
Last post
 September 13th, 2024
...See more hello, I’m Rain and I plan to use this space to vent a bit, as I have doubts that my physical journal will remain as secretive as I’d like it to. Trigger warning (e.d., s.h. et. cetera) from here on out. Feel free to say hi if we know each other, but pls don’t spam, and don’t be alarmed as this is just me venting.
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To Rewrite Time
Poetry / by burningRain127
Last post
 May 15th, 2023
...See more Glowing embers, to ashes gray- you touch me and I’ll float away. The spotted doe with her young fawn you look away, and then they’re gone To fix this mess, to rewrite time.. oh, to restore that which was once yours and mine willing to sell my soul to turn back this clock to regain the keys that fit my lock. In the morning you are a sunlit meadow; in dusky eve, a garden of shadows. a woodland cottage off the beaten way once was lived in, it now decays.. To fix this mess, to rewrite time.. oh to restore that which was yours and mine willing to sell my soul to turn back this clock to regain the keys that fit my lock. The cherry blossoms: blushing, blooming- leave behind a world so gloomy. the supernova radiating light fades to exist, leaves the darkest of nights. To fix this mess, to rewrite time.. oh to restore that which was yours and mine willing to sell my soul to turn back this clock to regain the keys that fit my lock. -Rain
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Snow is Falling
Poetry / by burningRain127
Last post
 May 8th, 2023
...See more The snow is falling, falling all around deadening silence, I can’t hear a single sound so lost and alone, don’t think I could ever be found ice has frozen my heart, snow blankets the ground. The cloudless sky remains an ashen gray trying to look ahead, but see all the mountains in my way the sun shines somewhere, but I’m not touched by its rays it’s cold as December, even though it should be May I’m watching the rolling of life’s angry waves really quite scared, I’m tired of being brave my best wasn’t good enough, although everything I had- I gave my hopes and ambitions lie in an unmarked grave Wind blows eerily, tree branches snap and break I guess they, like me, have had all that they can take i say that I’m fine, as my traitorous voice breaks is there a balm to be found that will soothe this awful ache? -rain
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Reminder
Depression Support / by burningRain127
Last post
 April 9th, 2023
...See more hey… for anyone who needs to hear… https://ibb.co/N9Mnq4r
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Silence
Poetry / by burningRain127
Last post
 April 10th, 2023
...See more Distance is lovely, the silence is comfortable couldn’t say “help me” so instead said nothing at all I needed you beside me, but I couldn’t tell you would have explained why, but I hadn’t a clue The silence is thick, the quietness heavy I wanted to speak, but my fear didn’t let me tried to be strong, but I was too weak I let the silence win; and I didn’t speak Not that I dislike, or even distrust you its only that care is an experience that’s new the silence has been my home for so long that I’m sometimes convincing speaking up would be wrong the silence is thick, quietness oppressive the dark, though familiar, is oh so depressive someday I hope I can make the choice to end the silence, and lift my voice. -rain
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