Candice shreds the truth with heartbreaking beauty ❤
Tell me again
To be fearless
Tell me again
To depend on myself
I am yet a child
Still holding her toy by the ear
I am feeling you give me
The hard water slap of advice
Cold on my cheek, formerly warm.
You say
It’ll toughen me up
But I already know
It has wrought the reverse
I am not
A leathered creature of your creation
I am already
Quite changed and mangled.
Whilst you
Suffered and carved expressions from granite
Still you were told, you were a marvel
I was weighted down only with disapprobation
And your searing brand of tough love
Tore me further without support
Gave me greater fears, made me feel alone
In a room full of sound.
You cannot rob a child of their ego before it is formed
Nor nurture one empty handed and pickpocketed
You cannot protect a child by harm
Broken…
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Thanks so much
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She’s right. Thank you for sharing.
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Candice is one amazing poet. This just speaks the truth so profoundly well. ❤
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I agree ❤
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