Comfort of your own space

you’ve lived here as long as you can remember,

you know every impurity on every wall, even if it’s hidden.

She comes and tears down this place you know,

she makes it her own, imprinting herself on every surface.

You don’t feel safe here anymore, 

you see her everywhere.

mould grows upon the walls, taking over.

Covering every surface and it suffocates you in your own home.

you begin to regrow your foundations, environment around you reflects yourself.

He comes in, smile like the sun and personality to match.

Where mould grew you now see forage, greenery.

Life where there was once a virus.

Orchids bloom from the floor,

you feel safe again.