You came like a breeze,

A small caressing touch of cool wind,

Refreshing under such suppressive heat.

It was not until then,

That I was choking on the air I breathed,

Or tearing at the day,

Beseeched on the days moving forward.


As I slowly began to breathe,

I could not thank you enough.

You helped me with a 3 year battle.

Self inflicted, fear inducing trouble,

A tidel wave, a hurricane of anger and yelling,

Hiding in the walls of my house.

It wasn't until you,

That I had the confidence to leave,

To finally muster the courage,

To get out of my family's house.



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