To my grandma, my rock.
~
it's like being under armor.
the armor keeps me safe.
safe from verbal blows of others. safe from a sickening pain in my chest. safe from all the questions of life, my head contains. safe from the things happening around me, that i can't control. safe from losing my mind over problems, i can't solve. safe from not being heard, not having a voice. safe from being judged, or pushed around.
i'm protected with my armor.
thank you for being that armor, grandma.
thank you.
// m.m.
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PoetryPoetic Rant Book Series - #2 A collection of poetic like sentences and/or small poems. Plus, a few poetically put rants. (lower case intended)
