Self

dearest,

i know sometimes you forget

and you wail and you rage

you pound your fists, and

scream to the sky...

you forget, that there is

someone you must look

for, look after, console

and comfort

she's small, and slightly

scared, from all your

foolish ranting, raving

and raging

calm down dearest,

you'll frighten her

away - and then, tell me?

where will you be?

just one more Grown

Woman, who has 

forgotten the little girl

she was

if you lose her, you'll

become what you hate

no excuse now, you

know what to do

make pain a brew

throw it back - take it all

don't let it ruin the taste

of everything, always

consume it, conquer it

then find your little girl

inside, reassure her

love her - 

because no one else will love her like you do.

Reviews

[Shimmerbliss/CAF]

Your poems are like the whispers of a conscience. The wisdom and caring comes through in your voice. Somehow, you manage to not sound at all condemning, just kindly pointing out the way. Your work is amazing.

[SpitfireGrrrl]

Thank you :)

[New Dawn]

This is a powerful poem - we all need to love ourselves a little more - it is all too easy to accept others perception of ourselves and forget who we really are. As you get older you take on so many roles in life that instead of being you , you become so and so's mother , so and so's wife , the collegue at the office, to keep a hold on the original copy of you is truly something worth aiming for. Very perceptive writing.

[SpitfireGrrrl]

Thank you so much!

[New Dawn]

You are more than welcome - I enjoyed it immensely

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. absolutely stunning poetry, my friend ... so true, so profound, so perceptive ... when i met my (now estranged) soul mate in november 2008, a very strange thing happened ... we met because of his little boy heart and my little girl heart ... in a poem he wrote (long story) ... and our hearts met before we met ... but the sheer cynicism with which he slaughtered his heart day in and day out frightened the little girl in me ... i wept inconsolably ... only to wake up almost four years later ... to realize ... that he was seriously injured and could not have said or done anything differently ... he still is ... but i identified my injuries ... all of 'em ... and dealt with each one that i had acquired ... and then consciously decided to make choices where there would be no more injuries ... past pain is one thing ... new injuries are quite another ... i learnt how to make a distinction between the past, the present, and the future ... all the lines were blurred ... and when lines are blurred, abuse takes place ... (even self-destruction is a kind of abuse -- possibly the worst kind of abuse) ... i also went through a process of consciously choosing what i wished to carry from the past ... and banished those memories that i don't want to associate any sort of significance with ... they do pop up sometimes, but mostly they just lie low ... mr. davis (who i met on this site) taught me two incredible things ... one ... do what you can until you can do more ... and ... two ... if it's too heavy, put it down ... i started by putting my burdens down ... but i ended up ... never carrying them again ... just thought i'd share my lessons with you ... just in case anything in here is of some use to you ... once again, this poem is absolutely heartfelt, soulful and superbly written ... it took me on quite a trip ... a good one ... it reminded me of my triumphs ... thank you for that ...

[SpitfireGrrrl]

You always manage to say exactly what you think of something - thank you. I generally always find myself at a loss for words, which is ironic because of the way I write! I will certainly keep those things in mind, I'm working on putting some things down - I hope it doesn't take too much time. I know though, that I will at least learn in the process.

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. thank YOU for reconnecting with me ... you have given me much solace ever since you found me again ... through your words and through your comments ... yes, regardless of all else, you'll learn ... and that you are receptive will ensure that you'll emerge triumphant ...