I wish I'd been taught How to protect my heart Not from Satan or sin Or a person or the dark It's from myself, the child The destructive shadow To feel unwanted Is a weapon in battle Maybe if I'd known this I'd have spent less time defending My power and control I feared everyone was taking I've lost more than I started with To get on the red track It's a lineage of sacrifice To take your power back To defend the sacred Is to protect my heart And grieve for those I've hurt To find healing in parts And mourn the lifetimes of trauma Of ancestors I never knew What's mine and what's inherited The merging of the two To defend the sacred And protect my heart I feel late in that blooming But, I'm repairing my part