What is love? 🎵Baby don't hurt me / Don't hurt me / No more🎵

Love is a sweet balm

on the stinging, itchy cuts
and wounds of my past

I spread it thinly across

my entire being

the aches and “broken” parts

of which there are many

A veil of truth and light

a beacon of hope for better

It cleanses and calms

the dark swirling storms
overhead

It helps to create a

healing homeostasis

that I can grow into

That I can grow from

into something more

something different

Someone..

who I was always meant to be

Deep down

It fills the cracks and crevices

of my broken heart 

of my torn ligaments

of my sore muscles

of my fractured bones

So that I may feel whole again

maybe even..

for the very first time.

Love is a sweet balm

that brings me back

to who I truly am.

Written by Rose A. Fitzgerald during a Therapeutic Poetry Workshop courtesy of SocietyX with Lisa Ann Markuson inspired by Antoinette Klatzky regarding 'Love.'

Escape Hatch

I am safe

In and of myself

I am safe

I am capable

I am true

I am deserving of love and decency and respect

I deserve to feel safe in my own home/living space

I deserve to feel supported everywhere and anywhere, 

including my living space/shelter

I move forward

I belive in me

I trust me

I love me

I am responsible for removing myself from 

dangerous, hazardous, unpredictable, unsafe, insecure, and/or unhealthy situations

I prioritize me

I prioritize my health and safety

They are non-negotiable

I ask for healthy and respectful communication

It is a non-negotiable

I ask for help and support when I need it

And I receive help and support in abundance

My life is filled with privilege and peace

Peace of mind

Peace of body

Peace of heart

Peace of spirit

I deserve ease and positive, healthy abundance

And I welcome them all freely into all aspects of my life

I love you

You’re amazing

I am escaping unpredictable abuse

so that I can

Hatch 

or launch myself

into safety

Empowering health and 

Standing confidently rooted in my well-being

Asking for what I need

Leaving or escaping when/wherever it is not offered

Gravitating toward

and grounding into

and hatching 

and blossoming

and blooming

and thriving 

when/wherever it is offered :)

I will not be returning to the muck I once lived in

I no longer accept less than I deserve.

Written by Rose A. Fitzgerald during a Therapeutic Poetry Workshop courtesy of SocietyX with Lisa Ann Markuson regarding 'Escape Hatch.'