Set in Stone

Set in Stone

A Poem by Hebe
"

A journey with the ego

"

Set in stone
can't turn back
broken spirits left trodden in the street
streetlamp throws light on my face
exposing my imperfections
decades have passed
regrets piled up
like hoarders sleeping on their garbage
I feel so shallow now
I felt no commitment to anyone or anything
damn my ego, what a traitor 
what a skeevy traitor you are!
you were just laughing in the shadows
waiting for me to f**k up
knowing full well that one day 
I would learn the essence of compromise and sacrifice
you must be enjoying this pain now
seeing my bleeding remorse
I used to be able to destroy everything
in one sweeping motion
thought I was strong
shameful my oath was not my word
how misguided I was
but the path was laid early on
the pain in my mothers eyes left scares
I would not suffer like she
set in stone
I left broken spirits in the street
finally my ego is in shackles 
buried in the dungeon with the dead rats
slowly suffocating 

© 2017 Hebe


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decades have passed
regrets piled up
like hoarders sleeping on their garbage

Very unique. It's sorta tragic and comic simultaneously

This does very much feel like a struggle between ego and perhaps id, or even superego

Or more like the ID has made the person do something the Superego/society wouldn't approve of.

Cool ending

finally my ego is in shackles
buried in the dungeon with the dead rats
slowly suffocating

Sweet.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hebe

7 Years Ago

Thanks Alessander.... sometimes we get caught up in our egos...
Alessander

7 Years Ago

I think a lot of us are TRAPPED in our egos.
Hard cage to transcend from, that's for sure.
Hebe

7 Years Ago

....we can just try everyday to become a little more humble.



Reviews

'Set in Stone'
Hebe,
Interesting writing here. It is the the finality of realization that nothing in our life just disappears. Our conscience reminds. It says: "Could you of done better than that?" I felt in this story that the conscience was a separate entity from the one speaking about it. What a blessing to have a conscience.We can learn from our mistakes.
Kathy

Posted 5 Years Ago


I like, 'hoarders sleeping on their garbage'. Vivid stuff.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Hebe

7 Years Ago

Thank you R.J. appreciate your review ...it came to me after watching the hoarders on TV.... what a.. read more
This is quite a self-reflective piece.. And powerful too speaking volumes.. We hold onto our egos for too long only to find ourselves broken spirited in the end..
I could deeply feel this piece 'cause that's how I feel at the mo'...

Posted 7 Years Ago


Dr. YumnaKay

7 Years Ago

You're welcome, Hebe! Hugs your way as well! I would say, sometimes we fall apart even after that fi.. read more
Hebe

7 Years Ago

..... Yes that's true...I try to see is it as lessons in life... and ask myself "what did I learn fr.. read more
Dr. YumnaKay

7 Years Ago

I try to do the same....
powerful stuff here very well done!

Posted 7 Years Ago


Hebe

7 Years Ago

Thank you appreciate your words.
decades have passed
regrets piled up
like hoarders sleeping on their garbage

Very unique. It's sorta tragic and comic simultaneously

This does very much feel like a struggle between ego and perhaps id, or even superego

Or more like the ID has made the person do something the Superego/society wouldn't approve of.

Cool ending

finally my ego is in shackles
buried in the dungeon with the dead rats
slowly suffocating

Sweet.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Hebe

7 Years Ago

Thanks Alessander.... sometimes we get caught up in our egos...
Alessander

7 Years Ago

I think a lot of us are TRAPPED in our egos.
Hard cage to transcend from, that's for sure.
Hebe

7 Years Ago

....we can just try everyday to become a little more humble.
emotionally charged in this dark but sad write and yes how the ego needs to be stroked, forever hungry for attention and can bleed confidence dry. lovely write

Posted 7 Years Ago


Hebe

7 Years Ago

Thank you Andrew appreciate your words!
A very raw, honest read. The ego is the biggest chain we wrap ourselves in, and you did well in verbalizing that, Jebe Hebe. :)

Good work.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Hebe

7 Years Ago

Thank you for your super dooper review:))
Asante

7 Years Ago

My pleasure!
Powerful, honest and worthwhile words. You made the reader feel the place of stone. A self-made prison. Thank you my friend for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


Hebe

7 Years Ago

Thank you John :)
Coyote Poetry

7 Years Ago

You are welcome my friend.
I think the structure really mixes well with the lines and words and theme.

This is a dark and fairly powerful poem with the concept its proposing. The whole "Broken spirit" thing is good, really good actually. :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Tony Jordan

7 Years Ago

in the middle of Summer lol
Lovecraft

7 Years Ago

Well, yes... but still...

Hebe

7 Years Ago

Cheers or bottoms up as they say in England! :)
with these kinds of people...the egos will come back to bite them in the butt...

what goes around comes around...

evidenced by the harsh consequences described in this poem.
in the one line i read "mother's eyes left scars"---
j.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Hebe

7 Years Ago

Thank you jacob ...it's true, what goes around comes around!

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