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Self-pity


James 1:14     New English Translation

14 But each one is tempted when he is lured and enticed by his own desires.

 

Broken in desires, and just wishing I was dead

Is that what’s talked about, that makes the whole so sad

 

Self-pity

 

Guilt drives a person to this point when sin is compared to the pure

All I touch seems to turn filthy, in my thoughts, words, and reason

When darkness seems to surround me and shadows linger and endure

The end seems within my reach and producing good seems out of season

 

Self is self and is that all that counts? Does nothing else now matter?

Running into oneness trying to escape and get away from the light of day

Everything seems so far away, similar to shadows, which just can’t splatter

Into an endless self-made circle, as I stray, with no one here now left to pay

 

Jan Wienen

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