All in all, the shame doesn’t serve you for the greater good
And the more you bring your past experiences and feelings that you have clogged up in your system from those past experiences, into present experiences, the more you are forcing your own cycle to repeat itself
The thing is, I don’t know how to heal the part of me that felt used and unloved and not enough to the people around her
I don’t know how to heal the part of me that was abandoned by the close ones that she loves
I don’t know how to heal the part of I that could not see the deception and lies
I don’t know how to heal the part that was shamed into silence
The part that was ignored
Treated with violence when I should’ve been hugged
Made to feel like a heavy burden on the hearts of the people that should have been taking care of her
When she just wanted the peace to come back and for the yelling to calm but was told that it was her fault, that she was making it worse
She just wanted to be loved and for a few seconds she felt it but it was taken away every time
How could it be? Was it them or me?
The lesson is learned but the wounds may take a while to heal
And I don’t know how to heal them
I’m bandaging them up and for a moment my blood stops and the scabs begin to form but with a small bump into them and all the bandages are soaked up with blood again
Bleeding all over the sheets I’ve worked hard to get the blood out of
As I sit here in a puddle of my own blood I think to myself what if I just stayed here?
Sitting in this puddle, because the blood just won’t stop
What’s the point in cleaning it up?
When a wound isn’t sewed shut and treated
When a wound is ignored as it bleeds out
So I don’t know, figure out how to stop the bleeding, you’re making a mess. Lol.
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