Nail Hitting Truth

NAIL HITTING TRUTH Nail hitting; with a hammer too heavy to bear Smashed emotions; hammered, without care Boards held together, but; will soon fall apart No care given to the sad boards broken heart Left out in the cold to weather the icy storms This was to be the narcissist bad cruel norms You take as I give you; prove to me your love Stand loyal; and, obedient my little Rock dove Your soul long forgotten; remains, unearthed Until you find within you; your own self worth Arise; from the splintered, as shattered wood And fly to freedom; as only, a real dove could But: don’t play the victim; it is, your own fault By playing the victim; by your own sad default Indiana Shaw . . . “Harsh; but true” . . . : (