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Jamie Grattan Poem
Swallowing pills to end your life,
You are a mother, a daughter, a wife.
The pain and turmoil you've buried inside,
Must be intense to have chosen this ride.
If you could see the love and care,
Your children have, they need you there.
To kiss and hug their pain away,
To comfort them, and be ok.
I hope some day you'll see I'm right,
Push through the fog and see the light.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2014
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Jamie Grattan Poem
I recall.....the books she read,
The songs she sang and sayings she said.
I recall.....the way she'd run,
Her finger down my nose for fun.
I recall.....the way she hid,
'protecting" me as a kid.
and
I recall.....her saddened eyes,
As we said our last goodbyes.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2013
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Jamie Grattan Poem
The fraying thread in which holds me,
So weak and worn, I know.....I see.
Another challenge has begun ahead,
I want to run but push forward instead.
Breathing deeply, then... exhaling my fear,
Gaining strength from loves both far and here.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2014
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Jamie Grattan Poem
A deep breath in, a slow release,
Calming your mind, heart rate decreased.
Once tightened muscles, begin to let go,
Reminding yourself to take it slow.
Focusing on, your happy place,
Stress is gone, without a trace.
And as you dive into the real.
So differently you now feel.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2014
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Jamie Grattan Poem
The childhood trauma I've survived,
Is where my strength has derived.
I chose to use those dark filled days,
To help others cope in similar ways.
Taking good from all the wrong,
Owning myself and staying strong.
Determined to move on at last,
By finding a way to use my past, and...
Although my wounds have long since healed,
My Beautiful Scars are now revealed.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2015
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Jamie Grattan Poem
Unhealthy support for an abusive spouse,
Standing beside him, like a mouse.
Making excuses for what he has done,
'His Mental illness is what it's from'.
'He would never intentionally do this to me',
'You just don't know him, and cannot see'.
'It was my fault it happened, I made him mad',
'It wasn't on purpose, see look he is sad'.
So I stand by my man, even though,
What I really need to do is go.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2015
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Jamie Grattan Poem
Laying in bed, just me....all alone,
Listening to the porch light moan,
My window propped open, allowing the sound,
Of a lonely moths wings as it flutters around.
Intrigued by the rhythm and regular beat,
Unknowingly, I shake my feet.
My emotional composure weak at best,
Preying soon I'll finally get some rest.
Then suddenly, I begin to weep,
And every so slowly, I fall asleep.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2014
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Jamie Grattan Poem
It Happened so Slowly
My self Worth, Respect,... Efficacy,
No longer reflect what I feel is me.
Belittled, tormented, mentally abused,
Put down, mistreated and totally used.
Unknowingly forming a victims thoughts,
Accepting behaviour, my stomach in knots.
Defending, justifying, as if it's ok,
For him to treat me in such a way.
I've twisted the truth somehow, I'm lost,
Just finally seeing the line we've crossed.
My children will always be # 1,
and I will own what I have done.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2015
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Jamie Grattan Poem
Crooked thoughts, misshapen dreams,
The last one on your mind it seems.
Torn between the love I feel,
and the angry words you spiel.
You've not yet once, recognized,
Your part in this, it's all still lies.
Everyone else, you choose to blame,
With no remorse, regret or shame.
For me the pain is layers deep,
But somehow in my heart you keep.
And maybe it will always be,
From far away you're part of me.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2015
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Jamie Grattan Poem
Your selfish choices and ignorant
ways,
Affect more than you these days.
Knocks on my door for money you
owe,
By people I'd prefer not know.
Wrapped up in webs of lies you've
spun,
Then contradicting every one.
Justifying your choices in ridiculous
ways,
"At least it's coke not heroin"
unfazed!!
Promising things you've promised
before,
Past believing you'll change
anymore.
Not without serious help at least,
Chasing a dragon, a drug, a beast.
It's harder for me when you are
around,
Sitting there watching me run myself
down.
Staying for just a minute or two,
Then leaving like you always do.
Riding a bike to gain your drugs,
But not to give your children hugs.
Selling yourself CHEAP to get high,
While I am barely scraping by.
Copyright © Jamie Grattan | Year Posted 2011
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