Your smiling face stirs
a deep hatred within me
for the wound you caused
that scabbed over
begins to bleed again
every time you come
obliviously
to me, as if
I had forgiven you.
Your smiling face stirs
a deep hatred within me
for the wound you caused
that scabbed over
begins to bleed again
every time you come
obliviously
to me, as if
I had forgiven you.
Very raw and honest. Obliviousness such a telling trait. Great piece.
Thank you!
Oh boy, do I relate to this one! Some people are amazingly clueless, or uncaring, or both.
Some people just can’t take responsibility when they hurt others. I find they often remember things differently so they don’t paint themselves in a bad light.
Yeah, I think you’re totally right, that they remember things entirely different from our memories (and do the different paint job). I’ve had a few brain-straining conversations, trying to “clarify” things with someone….I don’t bother anymore, since they insist I’m wrong/crazy/too sensitive/dreamed the whole episode. I’m now convinced I hallucinate a lot of things where people are involved–and that being an almost-recluse is the only solution. So, the Madwoman gig does allow me to honor the convolutions–for which I can be grateful and glad!
I don’t think you hallucinated things. Sometimes, what something someone says or does can mean a lot more to you than it does to them. But I get the recluse thing — it’s very hard to trust people.
Yes, I use the term hallucinate quite loosely–I know what I heard/saw; and the old, “they didn’t mean anything by it” wore thin, then out, pretty darn early. I have a current neighbor who bullied me last summer, and when I called him on it, he said, “you should have trusted me enough to know I was just teasing”. His narcissistic philosophy is that he’s not responsible for other’s responses to him. Oh why did I get started on him….arrgghh.
Oh, that’s just horrible. He could have just said he was teasing and didn’t mean to hurt you. I mean, how prideful do you have to get to not just say that. *shakes head*
Yeah, I know–he’s lucky I let him live 🙂