an assignment for Family Systems |
My mom needed peace, Her memories to cease. Violence and pain Her childhood domain. I often heard, “Hush, You talk too much.” “You’re afraid and you cry, With no reason why.” So I learned to say “Yes” When “No” would have been best. Boundaries and self-care Didn’t exist where Mixed messages flourished Emotional health was malnourished. Confused in my role, My parentified control Lead to conflict and strife With my sister for life- Until… Depression’s attack hit both sister and I. At last, I began to examine why Sad was the feeling of choice I recognized, for I had no voice. Unable to say “No” Unable to self-know Depression, sadness and fear Were false friends who stayed near And threatened me with relationship loss, The “unique outcome” of self-knowing would cost. What if… I wanted too much, to be heard To be wanted. Finally, I learned Boundaries are good And good boundaries would Allow my family and me To be authentic you see. I can talk and be heard And I can listen to their words. Sharing self, thoughts and feelings Has begun family healing. No longer silent No fear of violence Mom, sister and me Safe to hear, speak, and be. |