Posted by
Betty Idarius on Jun 12th, 2011 in
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If I were to love myself
The world would be transformed
No feeling inadequate, like I made a mistake
No comparing myself to others… no matter what
No feeling bad about how others respond to me
Their acceptance or not
No believing I’ve done anything to be sorry for
No feeling like I’ve let anyone down
Especially myself
Nothing at all wrong with me anymore
If I were to love myself.
If I were to love...
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Posted by
Betty Idarius on Dec 31st, 2010 in
Poetry |
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“I want to be the darkness!”
She said.
Not knowing how profound
Her desire and courage went.
Now I’m here with her
Tumbled into this place
Once more
With her leading me
Showing me the way
She always has been
Calling me to come down
To where heart was lost
A very long time ago
She wants me to stay here forever now
Never leave again
I’ve been prone to leaving
Hating the darkness
The decay and stench here
The...
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I’m so tired of holding back
It’s been this way forever
Haven’t even known
It’s been home
My habit
My coping
Holding in
Holding back
Hoping to please
What’s in here
Waiting to be unleashed?
A huge wave
Of energy
Of aliveness
That might
Probably will
Scare
The living death out of me
Wake me up
Propel me
To some place
I’ve never known
There’s so much force
So much power here
What if it scares you
Pushes...
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Let’s pretend that everything is okay.
That my heart isn’t breaking.
That the grief I feel isn’t there.
That I don’t feel completely abandoned.
That I don’t feel completely alone.
That I’m not terrified of really showing you what I’m feeling.
That I’m not hating feeling all that I feel.
That you’re really tired.
That you’re not choosing to not be here with yourself or with me.
That none of this...
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I don’t know who I am
What I am
Afraid to find out
Who lives inside of me
Hidden away
Too afraid to look
To know you
I imagine a monster
Horrid, bleeding, vile
The worst of the worst
Nothing that can be loved
That can be lovable
I feel the tension
Of wanting to find out
And the fear
Too afraid
To see what’s there
Hidden in the dark
All of who I am
That’s been denied
As if that would solve
Bring relief
To the...
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