Tag: voice
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Lullaby of Unsafety
Unsafe. Feel the ground shifting. Unsafe, attacked from all sides. Unsafe, heartbeat pounding, primal trigger, fight or flight to survive. Unsafe. Angry bomb ticking. Unsafe, primal alert. Unsafe, ears are ringing, body-bound senses hyper-vigilance. Unsafe. Pendulum swinging. Unsafe, unknown terrain. Unsafe, words are fleeing, protectively silenced, frozen in shame. Unsafe but defences are holding. Faint…
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What happened?
Do you want to hear What happened to me? Are you prepared for brutal honesty? Skeletons in the closet, risking transparency. Revealing myself now terrifies me. Have I forgiven them? so important to you; And fears for my mother, Did he hit her too? Your conflicted emotions? not my responsibility. Holding myself takes all my…
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Holding
Holding tightly, tensed emotions; Feeling unsafe, fearing exposure. Hold it all in, invisible chains; muscle memories, bound in shame. Holding others at arms distance; Don’t come close. Fight inner resistance. Hold it together, can’t fall apart. No reprieve, constricts the heart. Hold your tongue. Silence your voice. Stagnant secrets, costly choice. Holding back, quietly reserved.…
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#MeToo
The unspoken power of resonant truth. A shy smile. A nod. I’ve been there too. I know what you mean. Simple validation. You’re not alone. Gifting Recognition. Receive the gift, of shared solidarity, Carry it forward with equanimity. Feeling compassion, I see you too. You’re not alone. I believe you.
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Access Denied.
Dear parents, I’m too angry to talk; Yet you consume my thoughts. Painful paradox of betrayal. What would you say if you could see me now? You may say you approve. But why should I allow your opinions to matter? It’s for me to decide. It’s too late for you to turn the tide, to…
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Ode to Trauma
My childhood was a minefield, mind where you tread. Buried bombs keep alive, old stories I forget. Waiting for the next footfall, triggering regret. What’s music to you, fills me with dread. Fighting inner battles, casualty count unknown. Narcissistic neglect, no one there to atone For Abandonment. Abuse. The words hit home, Piercing shame in…
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Surrender
Am I strong enough to surrender, Knowing what I resist will persist? Embrace the overwhelming fear that I might cease to exist. What if I’m strong enough to surrender, Wholeheartedly embrace the grief? Let it move through me, knowing on the other side lies peace. My inner child surrendered, Let me hold her in my…
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Neglect
No hallmark of neglect, just an absence that smothers us. Invisible scars that taint every part of us. Musty scent of shame, a second skin to us. Parents incapable of unconditional love for us. A home lacking love, no boundaries to hold us. Parentified children, believed what was told to us. All our own fault,…
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Feeling my feelings
Catch myself hiding, am I really okay? Notice emotions, too scared to say. Fear of my feelings holds them at bay; denigrate and deny, wish they’d all go away. When talking with people, put the focus on them. Avoid facing emotions, ignoring overwhelm. Unfamiliar feelings, inability to name. Keep forcing down, compartmentalize shame. Avoidance and…
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Writing from the Heart
Everything I write is, first and foremost, for me.It is both a privilege and a luxury. I write to heal, to understand;to shift emotions out of my system. I write to move energy; to have a thought move from my brain, down through my arm and into my hand and my fingers, and flow through…
To The Core 