Poem: Choices

1)

I can’t blame anyone else but myself

Nobody made me let them cut my eyes

No one made me go into disguise

Nobody made me sell my birthright prize

No one did it to me but me

No one lead me to it or made me do it

There’s no one to maim with shame but me

And there’s no gain in that anyway.

2)

Criticism is my kryptonite

When I hear the word improvement

I shrink myself

Introverts’ haven is invisibility

I just solved a mystery

Eastern meditation is aligned with introversion

Asian invisibility is for a reason.

3)

I never listened to anyone anyway

I just ate their disappointment

translated it too deeply

I let it sink in to become poison

Judgement, criticism, not enough

That shit is toxic stuff

But it was my choice to take it in

Believing in it’s destruction

It was my interpretation

Who knows their true intention

Mother says it was

Misinterpretation

Lost in translation

4)

Maybe I’m still shell-shocked

From that original wound

The arrow remains somewhere in memory

Pull it out slowly no don’t, just leave it alone.

Live with it, grow over it, try not to despise it

Wounds are often inherited

Unless you stop it.

5)

I Choose to believe that they loved me

I Choose to accept it

Because it’s true

They never meant to harm me

They were fending for themselves

In their own hells

I was their mirror reflected

What they loved and what they rejected

Projected tragedies in me

6)

This is how humans evolve

This is our homeward journey

This is what we learn or don’t learn

This is our fall

Grace is salvation

Good is love

God is love

Love is love

Not sex.

Sex is temporary pleasure

Heaven amidst hell but

Love is eternity.

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    1. Thank you. I think sex between people that love each other is beautiful but even that is temporary, I think people often confuse hormonal bonding response for love but it’s more like an addiction.

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      1. You have described it very well. Majority of people have no idea what love really is, the vibration of love which is a pure essence and it travels long distance, well from God to us, it keeps families and relationships intact.

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  1. I really see an indomitable spirit here rising above past trauma here. You seem to be “circling your self-critical wagons” away from you. Making them face outwards means that over time they will no longer hold youself hostage to self-criticism. Your work is full of passion as always.

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    1. I appreciate your compliment and your perceptive ability to understand the process of healing. The more I name an issue, I feel closer to healing it, when I run away from it, it follows me relentlessly. Thank you for reading my work and sharing your insight❤️

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