The Insecure Man

The insecure man is a fledgling,
He fights,
And scrounges for respect.

His muscles may be big,
His arms – strong
But you can see
In his heart and his eyes:
He is empty,
But for the wild chase of a desperate man.

He sees what he wants in the hearts of others
And believes confrontation is key.
A primitive shove
Lands him in the fray.

He may have won the fight,
But the fear is still in him:
Like a buried seed
Growing into his personality.

Everything he tries shoves him
Further away from his transient goal:
Plunging him deeper
Into cold insecurity.


7 thoughts on “The Insecure Man

  1. Yes, this I like. Well written and a very interesting topic, which I’ve thought a lot about but never articulated in any substantial way. The primitive masculinity … might have a go at the subject myself in some way, shape or form.

    • Thanks for the comment, I’m actually just starting a series of poems aimed at what defines us as men, and the more ethical approaches to masculinity, so be sure to stay updated, and I would be interested to read what you have to say on the subject!

      • I certainly will stay tuned, since this blog is just the sort of thing I’ve been looking for. Quality writing, sir.

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