Qui

For along time I didn’t understand      
That people are keys      
And they can unlock      
Your entire essence      
Explored by the words you speak      
Or they way you move      
And the habits that caused      
Little quirks and reactions      
     
And then I learned that      
Sometimes people are storms      
A tsunami to force down      
The walls of your boundaries      
And an earthquake that crumbles      
The structure of your mind      
A strike of lightening that      
Takes all your power away      
     
They dwell in all parts of you      
But they have left you outside      
Of their own element      
To deal with the after effects of      
Their downpour      
And you sit      
Knowing you’re not the right key      
But chiseling away parts      
Of yourself      
     
So      
One      
Day      
You      
Might      
Fit   .      
Compromising      
Yourself out of      
Fear that you’ll      
Be                 All      
  Alone again.      
     
       
I want to say it was self love that      
  Got me out of the epicenter      
             But really I was      
                        just      
                    so      
                     tired      
     
     
And then I learned that      
Sometimes people are shelters      
And that’s when you know      
You are safe
They patch up the damaged parts      
Of you and restore your inner faith  
You start to have dreams      
And ambitions      
You grow and only hope      
You can be the same      
safe shelter they deserve      
       
You unlearn what the storms      
have taught you      
And find peace within the calm      
And that’s when it really hits you      
     
   You      
truly are      
 Home.