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the evil flower
you’ve still not found the thing in you
that’s so unloveable
but sometimes glimpse yourself
a product of the past
about whom your therapist said
“from the start
I knew there’d been abuse”
it sometimes feels like life
is just a fight against
what was put in your head
when you were 5 years old
the evil flower blossoming
between your ears
below your scalp
that if you feed it could remain
its own garden
until you’re 65
but grown in the bathroom at 5
as you hid
and realised that if
you let your mother keep
on beating down the door
you’d be a sparrow’s corpse
in the garden quite soon
that’s so unloveable
but sometimes glimpse yourself
a product of the past
about whom your therapist said
“from the start
I knew there’d been abuse”
it sometimes feels like life
is just a fight against
what was put in your head
when you were 5 years old
the evil flower blossoming
between your ears
below your scalp
that if you feed it could remain
its own garden
until you’re 65
but grown in the bathroom at 5
as you hid
and realised that if
you let your mother keep
on beating down the door
you’d be a sparrow’s corpse
in the garden quite soon
Published 8th Sep 2023
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8th Sep 2023 1:55pm
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8th Sep 2023 3:06pm
8th Sep 2023 4:11pm
8th Sep 2023 6:18pm
Very powerful recognition, J. You realize the source, or root of the "flower" without blaming the one/s who planted the seed. This is when we know we've grown, when we blame no one else and assume responsibility for our own change. We believe better about ourselves than what we were told. And thus, begin to live life to the fullest.
12th Sep 2023 3:06pm
Wow, those last few lines hit as hard as a hammer. I really liked the metaphor of an evil flower. Good, intense poem.
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