Sometimes all you can do
Is hold onto yourself
When people rain down their blame and shame
Onto you
When it gets so hard to stand the abuse
What else can you do
Feels a lot like being hit over the head
With a four by two or lump of lead
There are shreds of iron filings I cough up
Trying to come to terms with this
Struggling to find my own sense of completeness
And trust
God knows this is my battle
I opened the door and gave too much
And the more you give
The more they ask
And the harder it becomes
When things fall apart
And they blame you
And yet this is the vulnerability of human need
Of a child still not able to skillfully wear
That cloak of self protection
All I can do is pray to God
There is an amour the bible tells us to put on
But inside the armour
All of my heart is dissolving in pain
You say I let you down
But it was not me it was you
I never asked this much of you
Why is it me who has to serve
As the toxic dumping ground
For all of your pain
All of your shame
All of own self betrayal?
Guess this is just the curse
Of the emotionally neglected
Boundaryless
Highly sensitive