Psychopath and Narcissist Survivors Support Group

NancyCT · Joined: 28 Feb 2007 Posts: 1327 Location: Connecticut, USA

Would you love me if you knew me?
My heart has to ask.

Other hearts gather and whisper,
"She's not like us,
she looks different.
We are joyful and loud,
all the colors of the rainbow.
She is silent and dark,
the color of clotted blood.
What if it's contagious?
We mustn't let her play."

No, no, no, I AM like you!
The scabs will heal and fall away.
Inside I am full of radiant light,
just waiting to shine.
Honest.
I can run and play joyful games, too.
Will you teach me something
besides duck and cover?
It's the only one I know.

wendy d · Joined: 03 Jan 2008 Posts: 188

Your words speak with meaning to me and I recognize what is being said here as I relate it to my life of darkness under an umbrella of fear and confusion waiting , waiting for the inevitable crash sure to come prepared to duck and avoid incoming fire. Never really fully connected to my surroundings, as I stayed alert and on full radar looking for signs of trouble ahead.

It is hard to stop egg shell walking that was conditioned into our being as a way to be alert, aware and safe. It has a deep effect on our psychic mind that goes to the very basics of our human survival skills. It becomes a way of life a way of behaviour that is so ingrained it almost becomes who we are. It is not though but does cover up our true selves and we forget how to just be.

I like it so much I will put a copy on my wall if it is OK with you.

Wendy d

NancyCT · Joined: 28 Feb 2007 Posts: 1327 Location: Connecticut, USA

Thank you, Wendy.

This was my first poem. Well, my first real poem anyway, aside from the silly ones we wrote in Anything Goes around Christmastime. In my search for my "inner child" that is so much talked about, this is what I found. I am so grateful that someone here understands. It's nice to not be alone.

Theresa13 · Joined: 16 Feb 2007 Posts: 1546 Location: , Ontario

Nancy, I read this and it brought tears to my eyes.........it's beautiful........

It's funny sometimes how the words just come to the surface and touch our souls.......

I found this very healing and was happily reminded of our Christmas fun...........yes dear friend you got snowed...............

I'll keep a good thought for you and smile too.........love always, Theresa
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