The hardest thing I've ever had to do
Is fight the unmanageable plight of my birth in this life
Relentlessly pushing on through a life turned inside out.
The only safety was the dark and damp, tongue-tied recesses of my mind.
Excruciating was the drowning and the frozen and the faceless,
Yet, I've learned that was the better alternative,
better than the truth of being a child without protection.
Sent off into the desert alone without instruction
Having dived into the abyss
Before knowing what rising out of loss is