The Children of Narcissist Mothers

A Poem for Your Inner Child

By Ruth StewartPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

I'll hold you close to my chest,

My hand will cradle your head,

You need fear no harm,

My eyes are gentle, soft.

No fierce reaction will come from me,

I breathe calmly, in and out, in and out.

I'll rock you to and fro,

My warm embrace will fill the holes

Left by batterings untold.

Warm love will surround you.

No angry words, no muttered cuss,

Drowsy softness throughout the room, the home.

Lie in safety as I hum

A nonsense tune to soothe and heal

Reaching the scars from before,

Feeling them begin to erase.

Ruth is disabled - ME/CFS, Fibromyalgia. Pro-women, always. Married with adult children. Dog and bird parent. Lives in Scotland, UK

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