some poem -
February 7th 2017, 02:05 PM
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It is kinda stupid, idk
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Keep anger in check
Respond, don't react
Build a rapport
Be a good sport
Punishments and rewards don't work
Toddlers, preschool, elementary school aged
I am learning to trailblaze my own path
I don't want to make the same mistakes
I want to remain gentle, and teach through example
But when it comes to my sister, she's 28
I lose control
I cry, I scream, I pound on the floor
I can't play mommy anymore
Take me back to when I was a child
I just want to be a little girl again
I want to redo my life
So I can take back what had been robbed
I don't like this game of pretend
I just keep going deeper and deeper every time
I am an adult and I am only getting older from here
This game got too real
Take me back to when our house,
Had the potential to be a home
As imperfect as it was,
It was real and intact
Not a pile of straw that easily gets blown down
But this game IS my life
I cannot get myself out
I can imagine myself as a little girl
With a real true home, and another life
But that can only be my pretend
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