The parts of me that I try to avoid
Are the parts that show up the most
Completely unavoidable and unintentional
My impulsivity, my black and white thinking, my trauma
They all show up at the worst of times
Keepes me up and swirling my mind
My impulsivity
The one that tells me to run when things are going right
The one that persuades the pleasure to cover the pain
The one that encourages the bad decisions
My black and white thinking
The one keeps me from forgiving and forgetting
The one that keeps my feelings and heart hurt
The one that leaves me askew
My trauma
The one that covers me like a security blanket
The one that keeps others a distance
The one that loves so tight is suffocating
They all say they keep me safe, secure, and protected
But from what?
Happy days and restful nights?
From love and connection?
Peace of mind… The world?
The parts of me that I try to avoid
Are the parts that show up the most
Completely unavoidable and unintentional
I have no control
They all say they keep me safe, secure, and protected
But their isolation is killing me
Is it protection or an onslaught
