my mind built a room safe from danger,
away from rejection, from every known
and unknown fears to keep me safe,
a perpetual sanctuary;
i peered out the little window,
where light poured in and showed
me all the things that were wrong
and yet so right, contradictions
and the chaotic beauty that coexists
outside of us and within us,
because to be alive means accepting
that nothing is fool proof,
that we are fallible and prone to
mistakes, a collection of
scraped knees and bruised
elbows, the devastation of a
broken heart, the countless tears
that sting our eyes and the
screams that echo in our ears;
are the remedy to feeling whole,
because despite the little voice
that begs us to stay, we leave and
our spirits are full because we dared
to venture outside of the padded
walls that were created to keep us
safe for a life of uncertainty, there
are no regrets outside these walls;
only beginnings.