Smooth Enough to Keep

By #KatySaidThat

Somewhere out there is a kid who wishes they were dead,

While I lie in my bed.

Somewhere out there is a kid filled with dread,

A kid scared of what is next.

I lie in my bed counting breaths.

Sometimes I try to forget the childhood I left,

As I lie next to my husband and son,

Feeling like this battle was already won.

I question how I was one of the lucky ones;

This is far from how life had begun.

I get to pet my dogs in a house that feels like home,

And I know out there is a kid who feel ...