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Safe Havens

Theta was here, though he was drowning in the sorrow and madness in this world. His bed is always there though to mute the white noise and take a breather.

• Static hurts and the static produces fear

Static is a professional at hurting my ears

• As I watch as winter enters and surrounds my life

Without resistance for we all experience winter at times

• But there is always a blanket, hug, or fire

These are havens that protect while we are tired

• These havens take the shape of headphones beds and even friends

They help distract me until the winter meets its end

• But I times winter gives a blizzard so violent and enraged

It picks me up and shoves me into it’s snowy cage

• And I as a take my last cold breath

Summer sneaks upon me and gives me a kiss

• Fills me with warm breezes and leaves of color

Frees me of winter and loves me like a mother

• This summer was made possible by loved ones

Like an oven making a small warm bun

• The bun tastes better and better as I get older

Until i no longer age and turn to ash under a shaped boulder

• But that is fine for I no longer hear static

Winter is nice and all but is for the dramatics

• If you are ever are in need, seek knowledge or are in pain

Go out into the storm for my Safe haven is in the rain