you're safe here, nothing's going to harm you
i'll make sure of that
(i can't believe some of the experiences you've had
the trauma you've survived
the way your mind's turned on you
over and over again)
every blessing seems to have
turned to a curse
and yet you manage
(externally at least)
to maintain a facade
of normalcy
(and internally)
of caring of love of rapt curiosity
we've both been here for the same number of years
and i still can't manage to be
as beautiful
as you