Healing From Complex Trauma & PTSD/CPTSD

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Poem – You Made Your Bed, Now Lie In It ~ Lilly Hope Lucario


Poem – You Made Your Bed, Now Lie In It ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

Is this my life

Trapped, until I die?

No peace, no love

But many lies


Is this my lot

This lonely, dark pit?

Yes, you made your bed

Now lie in it


But I need love

Security and trust

Tough, this is it

Accept it, you must


Tip toe around

Don’t voice your needs

Think of everyone else

Only their needs, to feed


But my needs never mattered

And they don’t, still?

No, you made your choices

It was your free will


But, I’ve only recently

Processed it all

I was harming myself

Still am, I bawl


Tough luck, too late

Choices were made

You will have to suffer

Alone, unloved, afraid


You worked it out too late

Your fate is sealed

Continued harm

Abusers’ internalised yield


So, I have no choice

I sob, this is it?

Yes, you made your bed

And you WILL lie in it.


~ Lilly Hope Lucario

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Author: Healing From Complex Trauma & PTSD/CPTSD

I am a survivor of complex and multiple trauma and abuse, who at the age of 40, began my healing journey. I am using my journey to recovery and healing, to help others, to help survivors feel less alone, validated, encouraged and to enable others to understand themselves more. Complex trauma, particularly from severe, prolonged childhood abuse, is profoundly life changing. Complex trauma produces complex adults. The journey to recovery is a painful, often lonely, emotional daily challenge and it is my aim to encourage others in their daily battle. ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

3 thoughts on “Poem – You Made Your Bed, Now Lie In It ~ Lilly Hope Lucario

  1. I’ve been told that often growing up YET they were so wrong! Look at us Lilly….we may have made our beds unknowingly damaged but we DO NOT have to lie in them now! We have our voices back and our beds are all new with healthy boundaries surrounding them now. They once were mats on the floor where we were discarded alone and frightened but not now….we have lovely canopies draped in lovely colors of OUR choice! We have made our beds and lovingly are lying in our own self worth and love. ❤

    • Thank you Shannon ❤

      This poem is one that relates to the negative past voices that can replay in my head sometimes. I know now to ignore those voices and to concentrate on what I know is right and good.

      You are right that those who made our beds in the past – did so from their own damaged selves and wanted to damage us in the process and succeeded, but now we are rising from that.

      We do need lie in our own self worth and love and that is something I really need to hold onto today – so thank you!

      ❤ ❤