I just found out yesterday that my grandmother's lukemia has turned into acute lukemia.The lukemia she had before wasn't that dangerous, but this id the rea thing. I am afraid that she won't make it through the chemo. The last chemo she had was very low dosage, and she barely could stand that. Noe the chemo will be stronger and i just don't know if...
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I am finally on my way to healling from sexual abuse that happend as a child. The poetry I never wouldn't have written if I had not discovered this website has really been an outlet for me. Confronting my abuser and letting him know then pain he caused was very liberating from all of the bad things in mly life. Forgiveness of him and myself...
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chryssi:
feeling of freedom
renewed with hope
life can again be lived
without hurt and doubt
renewal of faith
and belief in oneself
the feeling of wholeness
and the acceptence of onself
these are the things that
forgiveness can bring
feeling of freedom
renewed with hope
life can again be lived
without hurt and doubt
renewal of faith
and belief in oneself
the feeling of wholeness
and the acceptence of onself
these are the things that
forgiveness can bring
I've never written a blog before i'm not sure what to put here but im going to start with something i thought of last night while i was awake and should have been sleeping
fire
raging inside
destroying mysoul
rage
neverending
destroying my soul
my trust has
been burnt
destroying my soul
all that remains
are ashes
fire
raging inside
destroying mysoul
rage
neverending
destroying my soul
my trust has
been burnt
destroying my soul
all that remains
are ashes
zitterbewegung:
From The Waste Land by T. S. Eliot
(In counterpoint to TS elliot...)
The third one is Azariel (Who burns my mind)
Making my fleeting flights of sanity
Turn into dust , guiding me (to the point of prophecy)
Beckoning me back To where I desperately want (to be)
And sending them back (to where they came)
(In counterpoint to TS elliot...)
The third one is Azariel (Who burns my mind)
Making my fleeting flights of sanity
Turn into dust , guiding me (to the point of prophecy)
Beckoning me back To where I desperately want (to be)
And sending them back (to where they came)
I'm so sorry to hear about your grandmother. I send you all my love & warm wishes xoxo