KATHY

I was drowning in the city’s noise

Lost in my own fucking poise

Of self-destruction, pride, and fear

Then you showed up—real and clear

You didn’t fix me—you just saw

The broken parts without a flaw

You held the space while I found ground

In this quiet town, peace was found

We left the rat race, the stupid games

The competition, the hollow claims

Now we walk trails, we eat real food

Our bodies healing, as they should

I know your body carries weight

A condition that won’t abate

So I’m here—not as a hero, no

But as the one who owes you so

You’re sharp, you’re brilliant, you analyze

Till your own mind starts to paralyze

That’s when I bring the softness in

A quiet hand, a breath, a grin

We balance each other—hard and soft

You lift me up when I am lost

And when your shoulders start to shake

I’ll be the one who won’t break

I don’t promise perfect days

But I’ll show up in every way

With tea, with tools, with listening ears

Through all your pain, through all your fears