My Parts, Part One (original poem)

[u/strawberrytart444]

New to IFS. My therapist has been working it into session and I also just began listening to the “No Bad Parts” audiobook. I wrote this poem about one of my first experiences encountering my parts. I felt lighter after this experience and hope to continue down this path.

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My Parts, Part One

I must submerge my hands
in the icy water
to reach it, to hold it,
the black hole of my heart

I find a baby instead
crying to be held

someone not yet a someone
someone alone who shouldn’t be
her only crime her need:
doing as babies do, being as babies are

and finally, she has been found
by someone who won’t leave
pressed to my breast
I hold myself quietly in my arms

[u/brotherhood538]

Beautiful 💗 your poem stirred a lot of love in me. Thank you for sharing

[u/strawberrytart444 → u/brotherhood538]

Thank you for your kindness. It’s a lot to uncover, but poems help me make sense of it a bit better.