Seated before God Himself,
How can I stand
to think about myself?
Yet I am so
alone.
And
realizing this abuse I am taking won’t stop.
Seated
before God Himself,
Cross-legged
and helpless,
Beneath His
starry majesty,
How can I
think of myself?
Yet, I
compartmentalize my wants and needs,
Realizing
this abuse I am taking won’t stop.
‘It’s not
safe to feel,’ I cry.
‘Not safe
to navigate.’ I reminisce
Upon a time
when I detested myself
Worse than
my own enemies.
I hated
myself because I could not
Feel what
had to be felt.
Realizing
this abuse I am taking won’t stop.
I have
compartmentalized my wants and needs,
‘They’re
not safe to feel,’ I cry.
Oh, but
still I feel.
Only, I
feel sadness and pain.
All this
time, filled with endless amounts of shame.
No matter
how much I block the good feelings,
For fear of
being tricked,
For fear of
being used,
The bad
still come through.
So much
shame.
I have
learned to trade love for cheap goods.
Could this
get any lower?
Realizing
this abuse I am taking won’t stop.
I am so
angry at myself.
I never
said a word.
Only
compartmentalized my wants, my needs.
Hoping and
praying that one day, someday, they will come of their own accord,
To see the
harm they do to me.
Seated
before God Himself,
How can one
dare to think of themselves?
Yet I am so
alone.
Realizing
this abuse I am taking won’t stop.
How can I
say something?
Anything?
When it’s
just suppressed and silenced?
I further
crucify myself by mistreating my body.
I am so
ashamed.
How can I
reason with myself?
How can I
bargain with myself?
‘It’s not
my shame,’ I cry.
‘It belongs
to them,’
I reminisce
of a time when I detested myself.
I hated
myself because I couldn’t feel what had to be felt.
All this
pain.
All this
shame in its stead.
Realizing
this abuse I am taking won’t stop.
I don’t
feel worthy of anything good.
Others
needs have more importance to me than my own.
I need only
to be told that I am safe.
That is the
remedy.
Yet, so far
from me.
Seated here
before God Himself,
I see Him
rise up and take my hand.
He whispers
softly to me,
‘When you
are here with me,
Don’t you
see?
How can I
dare to think of anyone else but you?
Isn’t it
glorious?
You think
of me –
And I think
of you.
In that we
are both joined
Helplessly
in love,
Under my
starry majesty.
It is now
safe to feel.
You are not
that helpless child you once were.
He says to
me, ‘Let your wants and your needs be free.’
Seated here
before God Himself,
He helps me
realize I can cast upon Him all of the shame
He helps me
realize all this abuse I am taking,
I don’t
have to take any more.
He looks me
in the eye and says,
‘Children
of God need know their worth, their dignity.
It’s always
ok to say ‘you can’t do that to me’.
How they
respond is not your concern.
Take peace
in the fact that you have set a boundary
God loves
me.
That’s
enough for me.
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