Every day I wake,
the inner dialogue begins.
A taunt here, a few bad words there,
the cycle continues.
You asked me,
why are you fighting?
For me it is simple,
I continue to fight
until I feel like I’m good enough.
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Written for the Gargleblaster – this week was an interesting task and, sadly, it took me back to my teenage years.
This week we’re paying tribute to Gabriel García Márquez, who was (in our humble opinion) one of the greatest writers of the last century. This week’s ultimate question comes to us from One Hundred Years of Solitude:
“Tell me something, old friend: why are you fighting?”
I like the truth, here.
I related to every syllable and word.
Thank you, again.
Keep fighting until that inner dialogue is silenced. You are definitely more that “good enough”. Karen
thank you – I appreciate that.
This is a wonderful post for the challenge. It’s hard to express in words the meaning of that inner fight, but you did very well here 😀
Thank you – sometimes that little voice speaks volumes.
I can relate to this. I fight the inner dialogue.
One tiny voice can be very loud sometimes.
I like the fighting the inner criticism… I went with fighting against the critics. I LOVE your take on the prompt though.. Well done!
thanks very much.
I like these questions! And I looooove what you did with it. Here’s mine.
‘Cause if I don’t fight for me, who will?
And I love your response as well.
boom
Sad memory.
I think we all struggle with this. Some mornings are easier than others. Great response to the prompt – thanks for linking it up!
I was surprised the prompt took me here. Thanks for the comment.
Our own harshest critics. Our own strongest enemies. How true…
And those things make us stronger!
Of course! That’s the way it is supposed to be. That’s why we are supposed to keep on fighting.
Once you do feel like you’re good enough, don’t fight that!
Some day.
I do this too, a lot! I hope you realize that you are good enough after the fight is over. Very nice!
There may always be that little voice…..but the good outweighs the bad.