The world was in chaos, too hard to pass,
Each voice felt sharp, like shards of glass.
His mind was a cage of endless noise,
Haunted by darkness, creepy little voice.
He screamed in pain, storming his eyes,
Swallowed by shadows, comforted by lies.
Then came the beast, wild yet kind,
Fiercely protective, peace in her mind.
She held his ears shut, blocking the fright,
Guarding him from the monsters at night.
No words or vows, just silence that mends,
Eventually they became more than friends.
"Don't you fear me?" she said one day,
"No, my love," he replied every day.
Their story flawed, but remained so true,
In their world, they both finally grew.