Wish I didn't
Grow up to be
This afraid
Wish I had a childhood
Where love feels easy
And home means safe
The more I tried
To not end up
Like my parents
The more the
Generational trauma
Cut me deep
In many ways
They may have had
Good intentions
But they never knew
How bad they hurt me
With their projections
All that damage
Handed down
From past generations
Wish I could stop
Falling for men
Who are spitting images
Of my father
Wish I could do my best
To break the cycle
And be a caring
And loving mother
I wish my future children
Will be free from
All the burden
From my past
Wish I could unlearn
Destructive habits
And these toxic patterns
I hope, won't be passed
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Author:
Mariel Ilagan (
Offline) - Published: September 22nd, 2021 00:04
- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
The past can really affect us ... sorry you had a difficult childhood ... so did I ..
Very emotive words Mariel, but you may have learned form you past not to lead you children along the path that you have been led.
Andy
i can relate big time, great way of expressing it
There is so much of this around in society. In many ways we are lucky because television has brought social conscience into our homes and we can actually see and identify what is happening to us and our families. It is a luxury my parents didnt have (i'm an old man now) and so they just pa1ssed on the crap they had been subjected to.
Identifying the situation goes a long way toward solving it, but it's not an easy ride at all.
A great piece of writing from you again.
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