The Best Silverware?

Last night I had this thought about alcohol addiction and came to the conclusion that mine was a bit like this…

It’s was like one of those proud mother’s, who keeps the best cutlery and plates shut away in a cupboard, rarely used, the family uses the cheap stuff, they never get to see the best family silver, it’s put away in the back of the cupboard, not seeing the light of day.

Then there comes the visitors, so the mother takes it all out of the cupboard, she doesn’t want people to see or use the cheap stuff, because that’s how people will judge her, it’s all about impression, making it look like everything is good.  So then they all eat off the best plates, with the good silver knives and forks.

But when everyone has gone, it’s washed and put back away in the darkness of the cupboard, not to be used again until there is the need to once again put on a show for everyone.

I was certainly like that, I wasn’t bothered what I was doing here at home and really what the family saw of me, but I never let anyone else see that.  When it came to people coming around or going out, I would polish the silver and create my good impression, then when all was clear, I hid the best of me in the darkness, behind the closed doors.

But the sad thing is, I guess this isn’t just limited to alcoholism or maybe any other addiction, I think at times I still do this, at times I’m still content to hide the best of me, only bringing that out when I’m in company, obviously nowhere near as bad as I was, but definitely at times I’m still hiding the best.

Not only do I see that in me, but I see that in other’s around me, only bringing out the best silver when others are around.

But I guess we are all guilty of that from time to time!

BEST OF YOU by FOO FIGHTERS
I’ve got another confession to make
I’m your fool
Everyone’s got their chains to break
Holdin’ you

Were you born to resist or be abused?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

Are you gone and onto someone new?
I needed somewhere to hang my head
Without your noose
You gave me something that I didn’t have
But had no use
I was too weak to give in
Too strong to lose
My heart is under arrest again
But I break loose
My head is giving me life or death
But I can’t choose
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh…

Oh…Oh…Oh…Oh…

Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
The life, the love you’d die to heal
The hope that starts the broken hearts
You trust, you must
Confess

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?

I’ve got another confession my friend
I’m no fool
I’m getting tired of starting again
Somewhere new

Were you born to resist or be abused?
I swear I’ll never give in
I refuse

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Has someone taken your faith?
Its real, the pain you feel
You trust, you must
Confess
Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?
Oh…

3 thoughts on “The Best Silverware?

  1. leftnfree

    Amazing, simple truths that we find out about ourselves and how we all have these false masks of appearances, For me the question than has become if I take the mask down and let you see the real me will you still love me, not just you but also God (even though He knows me with my mask on or off). That’s what I was like when I got to the place that I could learn to let God love me. (and others. Great piece… I am going to have to share this one… .

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  2. leftnfree

    Reblogged this on forging4th and commented:
    Amazing, simple truths that we find out about ourselves and how we all have these false masks of appearances, For me the question than has become if I take the mask down and let you see the real me will you still love me, not just you but also God (even though He knows me with my mask on or off). That’s what I was like when I got to the place that I could learn to let God love me. (and others. )

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