i think most of us go through this stage of transition; when we know we want to be something but haven't had the training or belief to be in alignment. women fall into self sabotaging actions with the starvation, overeating and dieting because the media serves the masses on whats beautiful and if we don't fit the color, shape, symmetrics and stance of what they advertise - we start punishing ourselves for not being lovable....but then later we discover that this shell is deeper - and life is still too beautiful and precious to allow ourselves to live from the outside in rather than inside out.
This sounds very real. People just let their emotion get ahead of them so no wonder some of us are weak. This is a very good poem you put into your own words. I enjoyed reading. Great write. :)
Such "voices" live for their seedlings have been planted and watered by those who in our past have laid claim to 'love us' most. Yet we inately know different. As you have pointed out, in reality, we are our own worst enemies.
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You hit the nail on the head. No one can hurt us the way we hurt ourselves. The lines about cutting, starving, overeating, crash dieting, all physical manifestations of the abuse we inflict on ourselves emotionally. This is raw and emotional, and if you've not felt this way personally then you are very intuitive and expressed the feelings well. Nice work.
I heard the message that "you are your own worst critic" a few years ago and it's always stuck with me, with every story and poem I write. It's so true. Nice point, one that I think can encourage many people.
You wanted me to hear this... so I really, really listened.
No platitudes or off-the-cuff psychobabbles. No allusions, illusions, delusions, ormissed-perceptions. Toward you - you're worth the knowing and hearing. Toward the poem -
Midnight's silence
every hour, every day...
and you can't give up
cause they won't let you in the game
and its me - has to be me
cause... cause...nobody is that mean
for no reason and always.
wow you jsut expressed me...some of these things i am undergoing & it is really terrible how we can feel about ourselves, sometimes i'd punish myself becos i deserve it.. my therapist is working to get me too love myself I hope.
Pain, Pain, and more pain. I so relate to everything in this poem. With each line read, I realized how critical I am of myself. A reminder to stand up and be proud of ourselves and not put ourselves down. We all are good in God 's eye and no one else but ourselves matter. Excellent Poem.SO much to ponder.
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