Just like them

Apparently

there are rules

I’ve been told I can’t write about emotions

that refer to others pain or lives

in any way

because

how dare you take a person’s life and convey it

as a cheap writer of someone’s suffering

what a monster! What do you know?

I had better not post stupid photos or true thought

it’s trite & cruel like the worst of humanity

(or so they said … foaming at the mouth with vengeance in their throat )

saying certain things are off the table

without realizing

they weren’t about you / but this one is

 

sometimes I write about something that never happened

or occurred only in my mind

or felt like it did almost, not quite

or did but to someone else where-upon

I shine a light to diminish neglect

rarely is this clear, when it is

spelt out

that’s my right to speak without muzzle

it isn’t fabricated with thorns but

allegory & beseeching for a better world of kindness

instead of the easy hand of hate & scorn

but I’m tired

 

I’m really tired

of backlash against thought

of being told I’m shallow, unoriginal, borrowed or naive

that rules are preferable & if you quote

make sure it’s the Greeks or high fellow in poetic device

otherwise you’re just a stupid girl thinking you have a right

to inhabit quill

 

yeah

I’m not made of your thick hide or

snow-proof snarl

I don’t like fights, madness, melodrama

or people who thrive on cutting

into ribbons of beef jerky

I am not a bitch who gives as good as she gets

let others inherit that mantel

if indeed such a crown exists

I’d rather just close my mouth

say less

until words seem largely

irrelevant

bullies have a way of

closing down the best of us

 

silence

reigns

you almost

succeed in

quenching

the

fire

 

then from nothing comes something

fizzing in dark

starting over

a thought is bid

if you are a writer … even a terrible one

(borrow a word use one of yours thrown at me in scorn, which one? Inferior, awful, shallow, pretender, what else would you like to call?)

you can’t ever stop because someone hates you

you think you’re original in your loathing? All the world hates someone

therein LIES THE RUB

 

you have to write through fear

we would do nothing if every disapprobation stayed our desire to realize

when you run from every sleight of hand or slap you may as well stand back watching life diminish in your palm

a real strong soul will never be rewarded by universal confirmation

ugliness of former friends turning to enemy is more our modern trend

(they do it so well, those closeted thieves of light)

condemnation cusped about envy

gargoyles of indifference & spite

the sport some merrily make of others

they hunt with willing malice

(learning; you hurt, so I shall hurt you, to see which part flinched and quivers beneath my knife)

for no reason other than they are inquirers of vivisection

(when you know a person you know their weaknesses, it’s an easy back door to reach for sharpened blade)

 

so

please stay away

lose my number

do not read

pick another mark

shoot your arrows at

a mirror or reflection

that’s the guilty party

who turns full circle from victim to abuser

as paedophiles will claim

I didn’t mean to harm it was taught me

 

maybe

but choice we have

hurting those you can when smarting from pain

isolates you

in the ugliness of

becoming

just like them

 

(this is for https://boldbeatandnipless.com/ because this brave and courageous woman has been tormented by haters and it sickens me so much so I write this for her and out of my own experience of having had two haters in the last few years (fortunately they are a bad memory now) and the cry for this to stop being acceptable in our society alongside bullying and any shallow form of undermining truth and honesty)

 

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100 thoughts on “Just like them

  1. Dear Whimsy I so appreciate you saying so. I hope so. Things must change. All we can do as individuals to shine a light on this, we should do, hence why I admire your inspiring blog. Abusive relationships are common place but hidden from public nobody knows how many suffer, I admire you because you talked about it, that takes guts and it DOES help other people. So thank you too my new friend.

  2. Dearest Natalie, you do know I love your replies don’t you? Because you SHOOT FROM THE HIP in a way I don’t think anyone can surpass. It is definitely your fiesty character I admire, have done since we first met and always will. You are so right everything you say here. Bottom line, to anyone, this is your life. And yes karma big time will come back to those who are cruel needlessly. I feel defending others as I would wish to be defended is the only consolation and worth to be had out of a situation like this and I endeavor where possible to do this all the time.

  3. Bravo and you go girl! But once you have courageously defended someone, don’t hold onto the angst and sorrow for it is poisonous stuff and very harmful. We fight the good fight and then let it all go and give it to God. It’s like holding on to a hot potato. It will burn and hurt only you! I know you eat healthy food and you must feed to same to your spirit and soul. Love and hugs, my sweet lovely friend, Natalie ๐Ÿ™‚ โค

  4. This is so spot on in today’s world. I loved all of it but I wanted to retain one warning that I would tweet your work with and it is “bullies have a way of
    closing down the best of us”
    That sentence really got to me as it is so very true and so many young people need to hear that and understand that whether it is about writing or expressing oneself in other modes of expression, one should never let the bullies win. Thank you for sharing this brilliant piece of your mind.

  5. While reading this, I had my eyebrow stuck to the ceiling for it’s rare to spot writings that come right out from the heart. It was punch-packed poem and God, I love with what power was this delivered.
    It’s way too rare to find tributes as well-versed and hearty as ‘Just Like Them’.

  6. While reading this, I had my eyebrow stuck to the ceiling for it’s rare to spot writings that come right out from the heart. It was a punch-packed poem and God, I love with what power was this delivered.
    It’s way too rare to find tributes as well-versed and hearty as ‘Just Like Them’. Way to go.

  7. One day my friend.. We are but the fringe workers chipping away.. One day that domino effect will ripple as the rest of the world falls in line.. Until then we defend the weaker by staying strong ourselves. LOVE and warm hugs for that beautiful response Candice.. โค

  8. Brava, dear friend, for speaking up and speaking out! There seems to be so many willing to drown another’s voice, yet, I will never understand why. Perhaps it is just pure jealousy for their own short comings. Or not. I for one, stand behind you in this effort!! โค

  9. I knew you would know that! What a name! He was so good at the names evoking the person wasn’t he? I really loved his work (Fantastic Mr Fox was my favorite & Danny Champion Of The World) his adult books are so incredible too (My Uncle Oswold, Over To You, Kiss Kiss) such an influence … I still have fantasies about hot chocolate lakes ๐Ÿ˜‰

  10. I can literally recall the imagery today of how I felt reading when he entered the peach (oo err!) how vivid and brilliant must writing be to have that kind of impact? (Or horror!)

  11. *applauding* Yes. You speak for many of us, my dear. Expression can’t be put into a box, tied with a pretty bow to please the critics. It comes as it comes. Those who can’t deal have issues well beyond before and beyond our writing.

  12. I love this. Truth, honest emotion. I really didn’t know how much I could connect with others until i found this place to write and also to read the expression of others.

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