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D is for denial

by Timothy Wilson


Identity is factual, plain as day, and yet so hard to grasp
Feeling better about life has led me now to depressing hindsight
There was nothing too destructive, selfish, or cunning that I couldn’t justify in my own mind
And for everyone who ever loved me in spite of me
There is a very special place in heaven
Do I continue on as though I was never a miserable person?
Or do I face my flaws head-on?
The thing about head butting is at least one of the two parties is going to fall
And the thing about denial is it has gotten me through life in one piece so far

07/17/2011

Posted on 07/17/2011
Copyright © 2025 Timothy Wilson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 07/17/11 at 07:21 PM

Substantial and worthy thoughts. I think every person who intends to do better faces this dilemna. My only suggestion, from experience, is to see those things that allow you to live in your skin, cling to those, discard what no longer works, make ammends when the opportunity presents itself, and be gentle with yourself in hindsight. I believe that we all do our best with the data available at the time. Now you have new data, and you're doing your best to be true to what you know. I love this.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 07/21/11 at 06:12 PM

I ditto Ali.

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