You will always be forced to face what scares you the most, over and over again until you free yourself of the cycle by submitting, letting go. Maybe this time around, I’ll find some release.
Daughter
They say she might have a hole in her heart
And I wonder if she got it from me
Is it possible to pass on my lack of boundaries
turned physical, showing up genetically?
They say she has a bright spot
I take it as she’s glowing
There is warmth radiating from her heart
Love that runs so hot
Can’t help but burn a hole to show it
I wonder if she got it from me
Too busy pouring love out
I forget all about what’s eating away,
simultaneously ripping at my seams
You see, I still carry fear in my body when I walk down the street
give too much away then get scared someone will take something from me
again
I wonder if she’ll get it from me
Have I outgrown enough of my self-destructive qualities?
Will I stand up for myself enough to not be ashamed of what she’ll see?
Can I demonstrate boundaries and openness and show her where they meet?
There’s another girl coming into this world.
And I’m scared.
But I love her.
At least I know she’ll get that from me.
Much love, until next time.
Madeline May I... 