I am lucky
for a few days'
lucidity
before my newfound "normal"
overcast


I am lucky
for the ability to
laugh
with barbed wire
in my chest


I am lucky
for the home I
fought
with primal screams
through jagged teeth
for


I am lucky
for being loved
by others
while the sensation
feels so foreign to
me now


I am lucky
for the voice i have
waited

so, so long

to sing of all these
sorrows