Defensive

I nurse you.
Like a little baby,
I protect you.
I defend you,
Like a lioness mother,
Like an outraged beast.
I deny it.
I refuse to belong to this place
And to this figure of being.
But, for a moment
I find myself in the middle of a fight
And feel proud about it.
You are mine.
I am strong.
I am a mess to the rest of this world.
But, I know you.
And at this I am good.
I can easily defend
Someone's right to feel things,
To exist,
To be human.
And it's also complicated
'Cause I'd easily defend
My own right to give an end
To my life.
But with this I'm fine.
For a second I don't hate myself
For being there for you.
And it feels light.
You'll find your way.
I'm here, anyhow.
I'll always be, I guess.