Rocks

     I think I found a friend.
     A few friends.
     Rocks.
     With good mindsets,
     And decent hearts.

     Friends that will keep you where you need to be,
     And prevent you from flying too far away.
     I've found my rocks,
     And they're helping me rebuild my broken walls,
     

     It's a slow and agonizing process.
     But the walls are now more than half built.
     My new rocks are my foundation,
     Wedged between a mortar of trust and hope.

     I'm rebuilding my house of trust and love.
     So I can house and shelter the ones I care for.
     Protecting them from the rain of despair.
     
     I've found my rocks.