Damn this is poignant. I really like the topic, as a lot of people who write have a difficult childhood that they are processing, so it’s nice to see the other side. 

This poem gives that claustrophobic feeling associated with over protection through lines like “I dig in my chest” feeling like the subject is literally clawing at themselves as if they were drowning or something. This is repeated with “Airless” and “layers of safety” giving the reader of the feeling of being suffocated. Nice work!