My lovely cocoon
Your threads are a roughness
That I can bear
I fix you,
Whenever there is a small tear
I work to preserve you
A solitude given by the earth
A warmth of staying stagnant
A feeling of home and hearth
I know I may leave you someday
A painful transformation
But in these moments
You are my lovely cocoon
And I will work to preserve you
Here I am safe
Safe from any true harm
Maintaining an equilibrium
From tainted memories
I love you,
My dear cocoon
In every possible way
For I have never known before
This incredible feeling,
Called safe
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Poetry For The Stormy Soul
PoetryWhen a life of unusual hardship takes you under, look to those who have walked the roads before you. This is an autobiography of my life, spoken through metaphors that bring inspiration to me in times of despair.
