safety coat

I found you in the back of my closet,
Perfectly hung up, waiting for my return.
I touch your black exterior and smiled,
"Hello, old friend." I said while taking you down to hold you in my arms.
My baggy black jacket, my safety coat.
The only thing that made me feel protected in high school from those bastards called bullies.
I put you on and felt old memories come back to me.
I survived, from everything that was thrown at me, while wearing this baggy black jacket.
And as I wore it,
I felt safe once again.

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