The Judge

[souledoubt]

you sit high above,
self-appointed, you judge.
condemning me with your words,
worthless, failure,
damaged, fucked-up.
repeating them softly,
loudly, shouting, whispering.
over and over and over again
until i embrace them, fully.
sentencing me
to a life of misery,
wanting to numb, to end.
your voice always in my head,
whispering, screaming, pleading.
judge and executioner,
finding weakness and fault
in all that i do.

jdmjones 2010