I've seen things,
Ive felt things,
I've been numb -
lost my voice
to trauma.

I'm battle-scarred,
I'm wounded.
I've bled more than blood -
I've bled silence,
I've bled truth,
I've held my tongue.

I've crawled out of darkness,
fought to feel again,
walked at 2 a.m
In the pouring rain.

I've lied,
to hide my pain.

I've stood up,
l've not stayed down -
I've adjusted
my worn-out crown.

Every mother is
everyone's mother.

"Just breathe" you tell me
And yet you leave me breathless
Riddle me that, boy.

This is love!
Fits like a glove,
You’ve always been near—
I guess I’m just filled with fear.

This is love!
It’s all of this, you are.
Might not be what I had dreamt of,
But we can just drive away in a fast car.

This is love!
My band on your hand,
Your smile fits me like a glove,
Love is you—my partner, my friend.