Showing posts with label self-doubt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self-doubt. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 10, 2021

The Plain Truth

 

Image by Lucija Rasonja from Pixabay

I feel an all too familiar pain in my soul

As I look out through foggy glass surrounded by weathered pane

And realize that I will never be on top of anything

Not even if I take a plane to the stars

It is plain to me that my most troubled relationship

Has always been the one that I have with myself

~cie~


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Thursday, April 4, 2019

NaPoWriMo 2019: Day 4: Unwanted Girl

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Will you ever leave
Me alone you damn
Stupid girl who I
Once happened to be
Why won't you be gone?

Why must you come
Back into my
Psyche why don't
You remain dead

Little girl
Zombie girl
Girl I was

Why don't 
You stay

Gone

~Cie~



Notes:
The NaPoWriMo prompt was to write a sad poem.
Come on, y'all, that isn't even a challenge! I write two kinds of poems: dark and silly.
The form I used is a diminishing hexagram.
I really wish I'd done the A to Z challenge on this blog this year because I'm crushing it!
Oh, one more thing.
The effects of abuse and bullying last a lifetime.
I learned to hate myself long ago.
I still have trouble tolerating myself, still hear the cruel words admonishing me that I'm ugly, stupid, unwanted, and will never amount to anything.
It isn't like I'm eighteen and just out of school.
I'm fifty-four and the setbacks I've had during the past few years only reinforce the belief that I am nothing.

Monday, October 26, 2015

OctPoWriMo 2015: Day 26: Every Bride Should Feel Beautiful

Image by Beverly Tan

Every Bride Should Feel Beautiful

Pretty as a picture
The bride on her wedding day
Picture what was in her mind on this most wonderful
Day of her entire life

Wonderful thoughts--you would think so
Life has not been that kind to every girl
So it started back in childhood, this insecurity
Girl is told time and time again that she doesn't measure up

Insecurity, at first a shadow tiptoeing
Up it rises in the silence of her mind
Tiptoeing round the corners of her soul
Mind needling at her more and more as she grows

Soul spirals in a cycle of doubt and shame
Grows within her soul like a seed
Shame as the world becomes more transparent with its message
Seed planted springs forth with full realization

Message that girls who look like her should feel shame
Realization may be subtle like the smell of petrichor
Shame may burst through her like a lightning strike
Petrichor, and the lingering smell of realization

Strike her down with the understanding
Realization that she is short and plump
Understanding that most people see her as ugly
Plump no longer a sweet, childlike quality

Ugly girls are all too common in this world
Quality girls are such a rarity
World where girls are taught to hate the way they look
Rarity for a girl to be able to be confident on her wedding day

Look at her, mired in self-doubt when she should be smiling
Day so full of promise, heart so full of trepidation
Smiling because she loves him so
Trepidation because she fears the spell will be broken

So why can't we make this a world where no girl feels
Broken and ugly on her wedding day
Feels instead like she deserves the best
Day after day, whether celebration or just a day like any other

~Sadie~

Note:

I was very happy on my wedding day. However, I was not an obvious beauty like the lady in the wonderful picture. I was a short, plump Filipina, and part of me kept expecting my husband-to-be to suddenly come to the realization that he was marrying someone that the majority of the world saw as quite homely.
Fortunately for me, my long, lean wizard has never come to see his princess as a toad. After 35 years together (married for 32 of those) we still love each other very much.

How to Loop 101: 
There are no restrictions on meter or syllables or rhyme schemes (YAY!)
BUT we have a few rules!

Take the last word of a line. Skip a line. Use that word as the first word of that line. 
I know, sounds harder than it is, so basically take the last word of the FIRST line and use it as the first word of the THIRD line. Take the last word of the SECOND line and use it as the first word of the FORTH line. Last word of the THIRD line is the first word of the FIFTH line. And it keeps going on and on like that. 
Some people do it by stanzas. 
There is also a variation where there's no skipping and the last word of the line simply becomes the first word of the next line. Simpler, but personally I think it's a LOT harder.