ROOTED RENEGADE

Safety is knowing she is no longer in the trap house with the dope man trying to numb the deep pain in her chest.

You know, the one she hides with a fake smile to you because she is expected to be okay all the time.

“Fake it till you make it” they tell her; so she does it on the outside.

Safety is knowing the needle no longer goes in his veins and gets discarded in an empty wine bottle.

Cause let’s face it, he feels the need to forget his past and L-O-V-E is just a four letter word.

It’s true meaning was stripped away along with his innocence as a child.

He won’t tell you it still hurts because you haven’t felt his pain; you expect him to be okay.

Safety is knowing she is no longer wanting to die.

She can’t cut anymore, but at least she is alive.

God could have granted her request; He knows things she doesn’t, His ways are best.

Safety is knowing he has a warm bed to lay in.

One that is safe from others and himself.

One where he can’t just run away, but can find healing and freedom, if he allows it.

Safety. An important part of the healing journey.

A part that keeps them sheltered from the storms which rage around and inside.

On the path to finding peace that seemed to always hide.

Safety. We all want it and all need it.

An integral part of our day to day lives.

One that shouldn’t come and go, swayed by people’s whims and whatnot.

Safety. A six letter word with impactful meaning to the core self.

What does it mean to you?

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