Somewhere I was sitting in a  room around wishes, hopes, insecurities, screams, and cries . trapped back to memories on a colored steel playground, rough breathing, and trust-finding tears ,

a distorted view and scarred brain . like a wilted lavender plant or a fallen witch hazel bud, sitting before You on the bench besides the forest-sea makes me appreciate the ice You've brought forth to drizzle itself across the surface /

to let my ears be freed from warm poly-cuffs, fluffy freedom, my friend, I'll cry to be like you