Breaking Out Poem by Jo Elliott

Breaking Out



I'm not going to take your crap anymore,
you'll be left on the doorstep if you knock at the door.

It's time to put all this to an end
unless you can prove that you are a friend.
If a friend is what you are you will let me
have the peace required so that I can see
for myself the life I want to lead,
instead of trying to make my heart bleed.

You know how much I feel for you,
there is nothing though that you will do
to help build the trust that you set out to destroy,
when you played your games and used me as a toy.
At times you really pulled my strings.
You made me believe those nasty things.

I disregarded all I'd learnt about me,
well, now is when I can finally see
you wanted me to make you feel good
yet love me is the thing you never could
do, not unconditionally and true.
There was never a place for me and you.

I know it's because I tried so hard to please
that all you felt to do was tease.

Now I know I'm important too
and this is the reason why we're through,
this time we tried to work things out
and you realised that you had less clout.
You see I put myself first now and I am no longer ‘the needy cow'.

Now that you have seen this
perhaps this time we'll neither miss
maybe this time we'll both let go,
so to me, it won't feel like such a blow.

I'm going to find some things to do to help me to get over you.
I'm going to find the things for me
so I can live my life and be free.

This will take time
but I know I'll find
exactly what I have in mind.
I'm not sure what
although it will get done and it will be a lot of fun.

Until I find what I'm looking for I will not sit around.
That's for sure!
I'll take the time to recompense
and try to make my life make sense.

I'll find the person who I am
not the person who is part of a scam,
the person who knows what she has to give
and will live the life she deserves to live.

Thank you for reading 💖

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Transformation This one started with letting them know that I am going to take care of myself and make sure there is now a distance between us. I always believed they would never pursue me by coming round and they never did. That would have been a step into their fear of rejection and a way of them being able to face the fact that not everything goes their way, unless you manipulate that it. I knew they would only be at my door if I let them back into my life and I also knew that if I did there had to be a line there couldn't cross. That was my threshold. I kept it like this for well over a year, they asked many times if they could come in, the answer was always no. This helped me because I had my haven where I retired to. I never had this before, their energy was everywhere and it took me a long time to remove this energy. Once I did I was able to create my haven how I wanted it. It was always my place to return to regardless of what happened in life. I invited them into my home when I needed a job doing that I couldn't carry out by myself, they were there, so I asked for help and it showed me how they were. They didn't want to be here, they were there only because they thought it would give them a way out. Plus it got them out of their own created mess. When they realised that they didn't have a way in they started to withdraw, then expected me to need them. This was always the pull, half a job, so they could return. The thing is when you go and stay away because it suits you people get on with life and this was what I did! This poem was my breakthrough from being stuck where I was to moving forward to finding my own way on life. It did take time, it happened though and my home is my haven. They placed their energy around so it was inevitable that they just slipped in, but that didn't happen with me. They are gone from my life now; I receive a text every so often, although the energy of these has changed. The texts have returned to having no energy within them again, I could be anyone again, which suits me fine! I saw in this journey with them that I can sense their projections and decipher them from me and I was unafraid of letting them know I knew this and that it doesn't work anymore. When they were allowed in it became dodgy ground, I can admit that, but circumstances being what they are meant I wasn't available to them and it was too much like hard work for them to pursue it. It had to come from me and when it didn't they buggered off.
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