Dear Andy

My therapist suggested that I write about my trauma... here we go.

I have a confession: I lied.

I told you that you would never break me,

and that I was merely bent,

curved like a bridge to recovery

or a rainbow after a thunderstorm.

But the truth is that when I heard you say

"People destroy beautiful things"

I never imagined you were referring to me.

In my innocence, I thought I was human

and not an object for you to tamper with,

but time has shown me my mistake.

Just as my wrists and ankles were bound, so is my heart,

constricted and damaged by those tiny guitar strings,

which I was too weak to break.

As you sliced my flesh, you tore my freedom as well.

I can't pretend to have the value of humanity

when I am merely a crudely made effigy.

In the deepest recesses of my marble mind,

I have contracted a parasite.

It bears the face of a blue-eyed boy

and burns through my entire spine.

Mr. Parasite, why did I have to be your experiment?

I am by no means a good woman,

but I have loved more than I have hurt.

You thought you had rendered me incapable of the first,

and far too familiar with the latter, but

I want you to know that I've met a man,

not to be confused with the child that you are.

A bona fide gentlemen with more love in his heart 

than the stars that are scattered across sky.

And you've injured him, as well

While all I want is to be his shelter,

I can not promise that I will be stable.

My foundations crumble on a nightly basis

and I worry that my broken ruins might never be enough,

or worse: They are too much.

For four years, you have plagued me, but this is where it ends.

I can not allow your memory to hurt the man that I love.

Whiskey and cigarettes haven't been enough

and I don't know where else to find medicine.

Here's to the journey.

Goodbye, Parasite.

Find another host.

Reviews

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Excellent and well done for saying goodbye and cutting ties- ties also need to be cut in the spiritual realm- yes the scars caused by past damages can cause many problems in new relationships- I was abused for many years mentally physically and emotionally and it’s never easy to get away but once you are free you are free indeed- we might never u derstsnd why these things happen but what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger and it’s a choice we make to heal and move on - the past is the past we are not going that way- there’s better things instore for you - love yourself forvyou are loved and special the cracks allow the light to come in and add character- wishing you all the best of love and happiness- not an easy testimony but you done well- all shall be well 🌹

[Rosie Brooklin]

Truer words have never been spoken. Thank you!

[Donna]

I'm sure that was not easy for you to write. It does help though to get it out, by talking or writing. If you ever need to talk, I'm a good listener! Take care.

[Rosie Brooklin]

Thank you so much!

[Coyote Poetry]

Powerful, honest and good words shared. I did like these. You made me believe every words and I liked the ending a lot. Thank you Rosie for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Rosie Brooklin]

Thank you!

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Rosie.

[Nipplegrinder]

A brilliant confessional. Though I know not the specifics of the birth of this, your emotions are painted so provocatively vivid here.
Strongly penned.
I'm here if you need to vent further.
Genuinely,
K

[Rosie Brooklin]

Thank You! I might take you up on that

[poetgurl]

wow, such strong feelings, emotional write here, very well written

[Rosie Brooklin]

Thanks! I appreciate it