The teeth of self-pity had gnawed away her essential self.
The rest of us were left with her self-pitying self,
her seeking recognition self,
her feeling beat down self,
her high-chinned, red-faced
dead to anything but hallelujahs self.
So we turned away.
Brenda Warren 2014
Process: A search for quotes on self-pity brought the first line of this piece, and the rest escaped quickly.
The teeth of self-pity had gnawed away her essential self.
—Willa Gibbs
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This is quite a vivid picture of what self pity reduces people to, a very evocative piece.
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I think of the now popular song from ‘Frozen’ ‘Let It Go’………in reference to the high chinned red faced……..monster of self pity……….imagine how strange it feels to think I know of people just like this.
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You have it in a nutshell.
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Self-pity can be a monster, Brenda. I like this poem.
Love,
Pamela ox
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