I wanted to write from a sad dark twisted disrespectful place,
because it is easy for me.
But God said, "No, please don't write from there."
I had forgotten once again,
even though we (God & I) have been on this self -love journey for a long while.
You see I was starting to believe two hurt fools.
They keep projecting their sense of worthlessness onto me.
Drumming , Drumming & Drumming...
I have this talent, I can mentally self-flagellate excellently.
Most likely because I am a Catholic.
When someone starts to beat me down, I instinctively join them.
I help them choose the stick, the whip, the chains, the knife, the words.
No questions asked.
No doubt in my mind that I deserve to be taken down.
"It MUST be me," my mind with automatically say
"I must be the problem."
So I had the pen in my hand,
and the paper, ready for the first draft.
I saved the title on Blogger in the Drafts' section
I didn't want to not write about this...
But God said to me
"I told you NO!
Don't ...please don't write from there."