Life is complex for a reason,
Simple for another.

I understood,
What the pain was saying.
A language,
Most refuse to listen to.

A stretch in the nullified existence.
Sometimes an animal,
has no home,
But sleeps somewhere,
Hidden from any sign of movement.

I understood what security was.
The sequences of walls,
We build, to keep from breaking again.

To keep, the darkest nights under a pillow.
& what's left of a heart, under a key.

Life was simple for reason,
Complex for another.