Shaping the Crazy

Tears of Transformation 

I let the weight sink in,  
Like waves, it crashes, cold and true.  
The sadness wraps its heavy chains,  
I don't resist—I lean into it,  
I let the flood consume.  
  
Tears streak my cheeks like colours,  
Running wild, no longer held back,  
Each drop a truth I've buried deep,  
A whisper I forgot to heed.  
Now they fall, I let them go.  
  
I close my eyes and feel it all,  
The ache, the pull, the silent pain.  
In every sob, a piece of me  
Is stripped, and yet, I'm set free.  
  
And when the storm begins to wane,  
I rise from where I wept, renewed.  
The darkness fades, the colours change,  
I'm stronger for the tears I shed.  
  
I stand, my head held high once more,  
A phoenix born from what I mourned.  
Though sadness came and left its mark,  
I’ve kindled hope within the dark.  
  
Now I am whole, though once undone,  
My spirit bright beneath the sun.  
I leaned into the depths of sorrow,  
To rise reborn, fierce for tomorrow.  

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