Love October Poetry Writing Month OctPoWriMo

#OctPoWriMo-Day 3: Insecurity

Insecurity is a subject I know quite a bit about. I think, perhaps, we all do. I’m sure the majority of us have felt insecure at some point in our lives, probably during our teenage years when we are most insecure of all.

Today’s prompt is to write about insecurity in love, being unsure and questioning everything. The suggested form is the Florette, an interesting and more structured, as well as more technical, form. There is a specific rhyme scheme and meter as well as adding an internal rhyme scheme on the fourth line which should echo the ending rhyme on line three. Sound confusing? It really isn’t; just a bit of managing words and syllables.

I wrote about the dangerous side of insecurity. When you’ve been in a relationship for awhile and it seems to be in a rut, or one partner grows bored or feels as if the other part of their duo isn’t interested anymore, insecurity does tend to rear its anxious head. That’s when trouble sometimes rises. When the person’s insecurity is high it can cause deep, and sometimes irreversible, issues, the kind you can’t get past. Many relationships end because of it. That’s where my writing went today.

Insecurity is insidious; it leaks into you when you least expect it. You must take care and keep yourself well guarded. Remember, you hold the power of your own certainty. Stay true to yourself and you cannot go wrong.

Happy poeming today. Please leave a comment below if you like my poem! Thanks.

 

<3 Jesi

 

Possession

By Jesi Scott

 

Another text, another call,

Another beat-my-head-on-wall.

I say I do, he says I don’t,

He cannot see, he won’t; he’s causing his own downfall.

 

So he holds on tightly; I can’t breathe,

The anger between us does seethe.

You can feel the coming of war,

Though I try to ignore fate’s warning and ensheathe

 

The sword, his insecurity,

He clearly drew in surety

Of my transgressions towards him.

The truth grows dim; love slips into obscurity.

 

Jesi Kay
Jesi Kay, poet and aspiring novelist, was born in the Texas panhandle where wide skies, lazy summer days, and rolling thunderstorms sparked her imagination and left lasting memories in her blood. An early reader, poetry and mythology were her passions. So much so that when she was ten years old her step-father gave her his college mythology textbooks to read, which were full of classic poetry and more than enough tales to fill her romantic and inquisitive nature. Jesi loves reading, art, going to the theater, the romanticism of the Victorian era (but not the missing conveniences of indoor plumbing and central air conditioning), running when the heat and humidity cooperate, and cold weather so she can wear her favorite boots and knitwear. Also, she still has those college mythology textbooks, a little worse for wear over time but still intact and telling their stories to her. Jesi is a contributor at The Well Tempered Bards blog and at www.octpowrimo.com.

7 Replies to “#OctPoWriMo-Day 3: Insecurity

  1. Well written, Jesi. I never know what to say when I read something that is based on such a difficult thing. But suffice it to say that I love the message, I love the words, and I love your work.

    1. Thank you. This is one of those subjects that has actually been prevalent in my life since childhood, so I suppose I know quite a lot about this type of insecurity. Which means it wasn’t that difficult for me to write about. The best thing you can say to someone in such a difficult situation, or any really, is that you are there if they need to talk. Be a sounding board without offering advice. That’s all they truly need.

  2. It reminds me of a rousing fantasy battle between two lovers. There is some wonderful word play here. You definitely stepped up your game, Psyche.

    1. Thank you, Dear One. I’ve been getting up insanely early every day to write with Willow and I think it’s showing. In a good way, I hope. This one is autobiographical but then, when is insecurity not?

    1. Especially when it’s basically the air you breathe and you are limited in what you can and cannot do and even then get questioned why by the person putting their insecurities on you.

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