(Poem inspired by previous post: Choosing Self Love )
A locked door
a screaming sister
a mother in despair
a child rejected,
scorned, neglected
blames herself
carries the cross
of her mother’s burden
through passing years
bears responsiblity
for a husband’ poor
choices; bleeds guilt
is still the child,
wounded, insecure,
her needs abandoned
desperation motivates
her thrust for control,
to orchestrate harmony
cannot see the fallacy
disappointments repeating
loathes perceived inadequacy
needs someone to unlock
the door, quiet the yelling,
hold her through her fears
teach her that in compassion
is detachment, that she is
worthwhile, and deserving
begin a legacy of self-love,
initiate a path to healing,
release these lifelong tethers.
❤ so so powerful. i relate to this so much. I face a similar struggle. xoxo
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Sorry to hear you share the pain – hope you are being good to yourself, especially the little ones.
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Yes we are 🙂 they say hi to you XX
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Hi back!
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