Shift
Early in life, I found you so cruel.
There was never a day that you wouldn't pull,
tear at my body and poke at my mind,
terrorizing me with whatever you find inside.
Finally came a day that I was so tired of the noise.
I pulled at my hair and then raised my own voice.
“I'm tired of this. I won't listen anymore.
Talk to me kindly or walk out that door!”
Suddenly, all at once, I felt this shift.
Something inside of me finally clicked.
Everything went quiet for a moment or two
before I took the time to really listen to you.
“Take just a moment and let yourself forgive
all of the bad things that you think you ever did.
Only then is there a chance for you to see
that the one that's been cruel is you, not me.”
I paused for a moment to consider this thought,
this new perspective that my conscience had brought.
The next time it spoke, I was doing no good.
I was treating someone far worse than I ever should.
“My dear, please take a moment and check on yourself.
This isn't a judgment. I'm just here to help.
If you keep up this act, you're sure to cause harm.
Start acting your truth. It works like a charm.”
I kept myself quiet until it was done,
then took the words in without a feeling along.
Strangely enough, the message wasn't so mean.
It's quite nice, in fact, from what I can see.
Maybe all of this time, it has really been true.
I've been mean to myself and just blaming you.
If I listen to this voice while it guides the way,
I keep feeling more like myself every single day.
Written: May 30, 2021
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