Safe Place
Sometimes, just sometimes We push our pain back So deep down that the surface looks back at us No, it not clear, Neither is it a mirror Drowned in memories. Though memories have triggers, What is yours Mine is that feeling; That stomach clinching feeling Eyes closed, Mouth opened wide yet Makes no sound. Pain is beauty It is an art for those of us who understand In total it is a lifeline! Sometimes when I feel empty, Empty is my full Everything perfect Those times the darkness drag me by my feet Then the faint coy smile The familiar feeling Living in that bubble, of fear Constantly broken That's my safe place.!