I'm so much more than
This little gift that
Art and poetry call to me

There's this little droplet
That won't fall down
To overfill my bucket

It seems to take shape
In this creature that
All started it
Her name was Tina
And she was my therapist

I lost her
Due to my unwillgness
Transference
And mentally not being
Able to be assertive

Yet I feel I was not
Heard
And just not trusted

So I'm at a point now
Where I'm willing and
I feel I deserve this

Humility and sobriety
A big plus
When starting over

I just hope she trust us
(us meaning my DID system!)
We shall see

Cause I'm ready
To start a new
Beginning with or without it
And ask God to take control
Of it!