Snatched Away

Having something or someone stolen from you is one of the worst things a person has to experience. You don’t have to only have an object such as a designer purse you’ve been owning for years or a stuffed toy you refuse to relinquish, you can have anything stolen from you: your intelligence, your lover, your child, etc. Being a victim of theft and loss is just as painful as having a rock thrown at you.

I’ve experienced all kinds of theft: phone, wallet, iPad, intelligence, friends, etc. These were not just emotional things for me to deal with, but also frightening things for me to encounter.

I invite y’all to read this poem about my theories on “psychological theft”. If you’ve had similar or the same experiences as myself, this should hit home!

Telling me to “shut up”

is like stealing my voice from me.

I need my voice

as a cure for weakness.

Fibbing and fooling me

is like taking away my intelligence.

I can’t afford to have

my smartness stolen from me.

Being ableist towards me

is like having my self-worth

snatched from me.

I need to be worthy of myself

to prevent myself

from emotionally dying.

Forcing me to do activities

I’m not confident doing

is like kidnapping me

from my comfort zone.

My turtle shell

cannot be snatched away from me,

because I need it

to keep me warm and guarded.

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