I can hear the howling wind outside
From my cozy loveseat spot.
Life's little pleasures here
are now my sweetest thoughts.

Warm and comfy under my roof
These wonderful treasures are my proof.
Each brings to mind those memories
Of things that I'd forgot.

Regardless of my past having been
Tortured and abused, regardless of the nightmares I still have from my youth
I'm able to prove that I can overcome.

Moving...