All Those Ifs
If you give me a river
I'll fight it until I cry
If you give me a rose
I'll let it wilt
If you give me a song
I'll shut it out
If you give me light
I'll live in darkness
If you don't blame me
I will
If you don't hate me
I will.
If you think I'm beautiful
I won't.
If you give me a ring
I'll feel undeserving
If you give me a hug
I'll push you away
If you tell me it's going to be OK
I'll know the truth every day
If you give me courage
I'll break down
If you give me a hug
I'll lose myself
If you give me your heart
I'll be too afraid to take it
If you love me
I won't
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
Fear...
isn't it a nasty thing?
While some of us may be afraid of spiders *raises hands...and feet*
Some of us may be afraid of other things.
Survivors of emotional, and s*xual abuse, as well as rape...well...we hate ourselves on a day to day basis, and refuse to let anyone in. We fight love tooth and nail because we don't think we deserve it. I've been fighting this for so long. I started, with emotional and psychological abuse in public school from teachers and students alike, throw in some s*xual abuse from fellow students, then rape about 6 years ago. It's been really painful to love anyone, and when I did I loved the wrong people. The kinds that hurt you in the end. I feel like a butterfly that could rip apart at the faintest touch. A band-aid on my wings would just ground me for life, killing me. It's been so hard to love myself with the world fighting me. So I greet each day with a "What will you do to me now, that you haven't done already?" Then I look in the mirror, if I dare...and think, "Who will love this?" knowing if anyone even tries, I'd push them away. Would they fight back? Would they keep loving me despite my pain?
Comments (2)
this is deep, beautiful, searing, honest, raw.
As I read "If you give me courage
I'll break down" what immediately came to me is
'this woman needs no courage because my oh my! the
absolute courage it takes to allow break down... somehow, somehow, some way, within that breaking we rise, often it seems, imperceptibly
Deep peace