We've all been here at one time or another... or now.
An Imaginary Villain
Subconsciously
I interrogate myself,
by manipulating the eyes of others
to tell my deepest fears
admit my worst wrongs
to judge
by reading too much
into an onlooker's gaze.
I create
I mistake
I adjudicate
my own follies
and displace my own disgust,
standing victimized
allowing guilt to be provoked
by an outsider's glance.
My head drops,
succumbing to the weight
of worthlessness -
chained, locked away
again;
again;
because that's where I tell myself
I belong.
By Diana M. Bateman
2006 ©
Why do we work so hard to put ourselves in this bad place? We are all worth more than this... The truth is that we are all uniquely amazing, whether you believe it or not.
Hi Diana,
ReplyDeleteI finally pulled out your card and have had a chance to look at your blog. It is outstanding! I really like the current post with the poem. I've already emailed it to a friend of mine who is struggling with her self-worth.I hope that you'll check out the CWH blog when you have time. I look forward to speaking to you soon!