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Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

I met my therapist today

I can't say I hated her

I can't say I hated it

I can't say I liked it

 

I can't say it didn't help

or I didn't have it planned

I can say I liked her

the way she approached me

 

she was honest and forthright

she took the time with me

we went over an hour

she saw beyond my words you see

 

she saw my need for help 

that I can't do it on my own 

I'd been told what was next

by others, but not her

 

when others told me EMDR

she was gentle when she said

that I'm actually quite clever

with my rescripting it

 

the way I visualise

the way I process things

my minds a little different

to deal with many things

 

she was patient, she was kind

when others haven't been

didn't say that I'm too much

or that she couldn't help me

 

that I've already started prepping

with the skills that I have learned

years of getting practice

of coping on my own

 

she didn't say no

but she didn't say yes

I have things to research

reprocessing memories

 

what the science says

EMDR versus rescripting

apparently they're equivalent

but it's something I'd like to see

 

@Jynx @ENKELI @Dreamy @Shaz51 @Ru-bee @tyme 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

Thankyou for sharing this @avant-garde, I love how you have such a way with words. The way you express yourself is just incredible. You are such an amazing and strong person and I'm so proud of you for how far you have come. Sending you hugs sweet ❤️ 

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

@avant-garde as Dreamy said, you definitely have a gift with words.

Thanks for sharing xoxo

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

Thank you for sharing @avant-garde 

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

Ok, I teased poor @Jynx with the topic today that was pressing so hard, knowing they'd have to wait until their next shift 😁

I quite like this one, it feels potent and powerful to me

@ENKELI @Dreamy @RebelliousAngel 

 

 

inconvenient love

love is patient, love is kind
love, it has others in mind
love does not envy, nor does it boast
love, it carries, a kind of hope

 

to love some people can be easy
but for some it can be hard
to love them feels inconvenient
because our 'self' is at the heart

 

the excuses that we make
when we say "it just isn't common"
"someone else will help"
"why does it have to be me?"

 

to love is inconvenient
because it's not about ourselves
it's so against our nature
to love despite the cost

 

to love the homeless on the street
to love the single mother
to love the ones not trying
to love the lonely self harmer

 

to love them is inconvenient
they make us uncomfortable
made to look beyond ourselves
to love like Jesus did

 

to love the Pharisees and outcasts
to stop and take the time
though maybe inconvenient
it was them He had in mind

 

blessed are the persecuted
the poor, the weak, the lost
the ones deemed inconvenient
the ones who know the cost

 

the damaged and the broken
all who don't measure up
those who are a little different
are those who need us all to love

 

if love wasn't inconvenient
it wouldn't help us grow
to love like Jesus teaches
is to let true love show

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

@avant-garde oh my sweet, such powerful words indeed and so much truth aswell. I can never get enough of your poetry, thankyou for sharing ❤️

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

 

Content/trigger warning

I look at her and who I see

is my daughter looking back at me

she is gentle, she is kind

sometimes afraid to speak her mind

 

her life's been hard and never easy

the life she's had to live

she is quite different I have to say

but that's just how I like it

 

others say she's just too hard

she takes just too much time

"I'm not ready to learn that"

and cast my daughter out of mind

 

she may not be perfect

but she's perfect in my eyes

the daughter I delight in

the one who's stolen my heart

 

you may find her difficult

you may find her strange

you may find her inconvenient

or consider her untamed

 

but I tell you that she's not

it's that she's not like you

she screams of my love for others

and the love I have for you

 

she's worth more than how you treat her

like she's not worth your time

that you can somehow "fix" her

and have her fall in line

 

but she didn't as a child

and she sure won't do it now

she tends to simply bear it

with a grace you don't see somehow

 

but she's my darling daughter

she's not difficult to love

but still you treat her otherwise

like she's failed at being loved

 

it's not her that's failed

dare I say it's you

to not see her beauty

to not love her like I do

 

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

Love is everything, hey @avant-garde 

TY for sharing 💜

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

My head is screaming "take it"

That I'm not good enough

I'm too far gone

It's not like I'm loved

 

My mother [removed] me

Smothered me to [removed]

She didn't care

If her actions meant my death

 

So why don't I just do it

I'm screwed up anyway

I'm too detailed and too hurt 

And the pain won't go away 

 

I try and try and fail

But it's not like people care

They leave me on my own

Drowning in despair

 

I can't say I don't want to

I can't say I won't try

I can say that I'd fail 

Because somehow I can't die

 

We all know my dad tried

And now my mum did too

We know that I have

But God won't let me follow through

 

Why the heck he wouldn't? 

I do not even know

What good am I to him

With pain overwhelmingly so

 

What's the point in trying

In sharing all this pain

When I can't be truly open

In the darkness of this rain 

 

It's not like I am wanted

It's not like people care

With all the rules and guidelines

Where the pain leaves me scared

 

What's the point right now

When I feel silenced and deeply hurt

There is more to the standard

Like gentleness and heart 

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

@Dreamy 

 

I was eighteen when I got my learners

I no longer needed dad's permission

a lot of use it actually did me

he still maintained control

 

he wouldn't take me driving

he wouldn't pay for lessons

he wouldn't let me work

unless it was for him

 

Centrelink didn't pay enough

jobseeker didn't help

employment services were useless

they never found me a job

 

all the unseen consequences

for those who've been abused

you have to climb the wall

before you run the race

 

ten years later lessons started

with thanks to the redress scheme

once a week, every week

I was twenty-eight

 

four years then after that

I finally got my licence

four attempts it took me

the day their tech had failed

 

had to be a female

alone with males caused panic

had to be first thing

with coffee in my system

 

used my instructors car

there was no other I could use

had to be a manual

to help keep me focused on the road

 

they let me pick my date

I had extenuating circumstances

diagnosed trauma

and you couldn't pick the assessor

 

I technically should've failed

I was too cautious a driver

she modified the test for me

and that's the day I passed