I used to talk to myself and verbally
beat myself up. It never was enough.
I would tell my self some pretty bad stuff.
Now
enough people talk to themselves
while shopping in super markets.
I would do it much too loudly!
I never could so proudly.
I would succeed in attracting
too much attention to myself!
And not caring about anybody else.
I used to call myself names.
Have you ever played the blame game?
Firmly believing all the
negative words I would
pronounce upon me.
I really did not care for anyone else.
Self-fulling prophecy was a
complete mystery to me.
Was there any reason why it should be?
Why was I so completely surprised!
When all of those hurtful words
seem to come alive in my life.
Why didn't I cry out loud to Jesus Christ!
They would rule completely over
yours truly. I could not
understand why I would spend
my life in self-pity and misery.
What's more, I would make my mother and sister, too,
miserable. Misery loves
company it is true.
I would believe my words
if I were you.
I would tell others to get
over it. But I keep on
rehashing the bitterness of
my past mistakes.
During the night, no wonder
I would lie awake.
Yet wonder why I
could not break the
bonds of imprisonment.
I inflicted enough self-punishment.
I need to forget terrible
things and move on with
the rest of my earthly life.
I should learn to trust Jesus
Christ.
I do not have travel down
life's journey all alone,
Jesus Christ promises
to travel along with me!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem