Meager existence, meager life. Brief life, brief time. What was before us? What is left after? The world remains the same. No one will take note of our lives. What would that profit us if they did? No good can be done for us after we’re gone.
The moment he realized that there is something about his personality that keeps him isolated. Noting that this is most likely a flaw that is result of child sexual abuse. He wonders, “how deep do these roots go?” The ‘friends’ that he has, do not want to get beyond the superficial. Sometimes they run if… Read More Living Ghosts
To be there when you awake. To see you breath again. To feel again a touch of your hand. To hear you speaking. To listen to me when I speak. To see your body renewed. To know the resurrection! Written during a time of grief of the loss of family. Before coming to terms with… Read More To Be There When You Awake
Life ebbs from the body, Releasing the spirit into light. Waking from a distant slumber, Into a foreign land of light. If life was a dream from heaven, We must share a collective dream. When you tire there and slumber, Do you dream another dream? Heartache on earth from the living, When I slumber here,… Read More Dreams From Heaven
Have mercy on me Lord, Hear my prayers. I am broken and beyond repair, You are the only hope. I hoped in you from my youth, that hope was deferred. You forgave my abusers, And left me with scars. The scars hurt me daily, I see no end to my agony. I begged You to… Read More Lamentation of a CSA Survivor