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09/20/2024

In his hands.

God has got me in his hands. wrapped in grace and splendor he knows my path. I trust in him that he will lead me where I need to go. The mountains that stood so unmovable and defiant will slip away from on his breath as he commands it. I will stand in beauty and grace, and will not be moved from where I am placed. The light of the love that our souls entwined has lit inside of my heart will glow endlessly, tirelessly and replenish every piece of my heart that this world had shattered. I am healing in his name. I am loving myself through him. My God has spoken victory over my life, over my heart. God has got me in his hands, wrapped in Grace and splendor our paths have finally come back together at last. I will stand and cry out in joy for the love that has been given back to me, for following him even in my darkest moments, I am not afraid of dark for it gives me an appreciation, adoration, and a sense I am home. I am home in his arms, in his heart. I am safe and loved. kind, compassionate,beautiful,strong I will not break, I will not snap, I will lean, I will pray, I can heal. I get to heal in his hands there is love. By: Jacqueline Viau

It kills meThe silence is astounding it knocks the wind out of me. Beats me down. The fear fills my lungs and with every...
10/16/2022

It kills me

The silence is astounding it knocks the wind out of me. Beats me down. The fear fills my lungs and with every breath I feel myself breaking. I have done years of therapy yet my body can't get the message. We're out, we made it. We're safe. Yet he comes so close yet not close enough, not enough for someone to do something. It's heartbreaking, I watch myself make so much progress just to break when a ghost comes to haunt me. I shake to my core with fear over a look. I can't catch my breath but I bet you sleep fine at night. I did my part, despite the flashbacks, the following, the stares, the blaming. I did my part do I not deserve basic human decency, sometimes I wish you'd take it 1 step further easy to arrest if I have physical bruises. Instead you torment me, then again that was always your specialty. I wanna live, I wanna be able for you to pull that crap and me not react. Guess I'm not there yet I don't know if I'll ever be. I'm in a living nightmare and no one can save me not even me this time. I'll keep trying though because I'm worth it.

Sorry yall writers block is terrible hopefully will have some more content soon.
09/13/2022

Sorry yall writers block is terrible hopefully will have some more content soon.

12/02/2020

All These Things

There will be things I have to unravel again, memories that were so painful so strong that I had to put them in a box. An open later box. A moment I hoped would slip my mind and finally give me peace. I don't know if opening this box is the best thing for me, I do not have a choice. I sit on my bed and I feel tears rolling down these memories are gonna hurt like hell. I don't want to do this again, i also don't want another young woman to end up like me. In my shoes where someone she deeply loved could cut her so deep and not even blink, no remorse unless to save his own skin. No I don't wish that on anyone. I don't wish you to go through security take the elevator to floor 3, where a victims assistance greets you with the biggest smile she herself can muster. We've been here before it's been almost a year, I want this to end, I need it to end. What if I open this box and can't close it again because there's extra pieces and thoughts now and when I try to sleep tonight they'll come for me, like they used to. They'll be no air and no one will hear me screaming, I'll be trapped in the box I tried to hide my problems in, do I admit defeat, or keep on going? We'll see in a week when all of our demons are showing.

11/02/2019

Imagine This.

Do you ever feel like you're falling? Like you couldn't get a grip on yourself if you had the energy to try. The constants of get over it or you're having a pity party, did anyone ever think that maybe just maybe im genuinely in pain. I have been gasping for air for years and still cannot manage to breathe. Not without a heavy chest or the constant looking over my shoulders. Imagine being nonstop anxious even in your very own home. Can you imagine my bedtime routine, always check the locks, peek outside is anyone watching, waiting to attack. Imagine being so paranoid that a simple grocery trip is too much to handle. Imagine finding an aisle that is empty just so you can stop holding your breath. Afraid with every single turn you'll run into him, will my body fight, run or freeze, damn i wish people knew what it was like to be me. Rushing home and finding no relief. Suspecting everyone who messages or friend requests you, every unknown caller sends you into a panic. I haven't even begun to dive into what a day is like for me, i have shown physical symptoms the mental there is no relief. Maybe next time think before you speak, we're all dealing with pain and suffering from grief. So before you tell me to get over it, or that im having a pity party trade your life with mine just for a day and you'll see what it's like to be. I can guarantee you'd shut your mouth and learn before you speak.

10/01/2019

To Love Thee

Do you remember what it's like to be held and have no expectations to meet. Remember what it is to be loved without waiting to fail one another. To share a moment whether painful or relief, to feel close to someone and be released. I remember the day i stopped caring, a day to mourn to say atleast, i did my best, i tried my hardest. My heart is not cement i will not let it harden. I shut the world out and try to feel at peace, but sometimes my demons still find me. I couldn't swim so to the bottom i did sink, and in the darkness i found a new way to think. When i am on the edge i tend to self destruct, so instead of hurting, i make someone smile, a laugh to be shared, chases down my despairs. A hope, a new found hope that i may learn how to swim. I stare up from the bottom wondering what awaits am i ready to be in a new place, a few steps forward one step back, day by day, i learn to not attack. Think, breathe, repeat, 24 hours for me. A moment in each breath i think before i speak, i imagine myself in others shoes to find my way through. Each one has a problem that is new, some i have gone through others i have not but to not judge is my plot. I will love you, love you like i am loved. Breathe into you respect, dignity and self love. I will teach, i will mentor and grow. I will become better than before. So my promise to you, a new creation in me, to love myself and to love thee.

07/04/2019

Enough

Sat there staring at the walls for hours. Never enough courage, always a coward. You made me out to be a monster cleverly in disguise. My smile became the option of my very own demise.
I sat in silence, whilst you died. A love forgotten we didn't have time. A bond broken, shattered to bits.
I mourn the loss of my mother, although she's alive. Streets apart, moments away at all times. Can you even look me in the eye?
Paying for someone elses mistakes, I'm always the one you blame.
I've had enough of this shame game. If you cannot let go of my past, you will not be a part of my future.
I repeat that.
Over and over.
As i look in the mirror, shattered dreams of what could have been. Have you had enough yet? Always self punishing I know it's never enough, one day i just won't wake up.
I know i am tough, but i am tired and lost.
The person i needed to be just won't step forward for me. She just can't step up. I'm begging you to please stop living in fear. How are we supposed to finish the book if you keep reading the last chapter.
I never knew what came after.

10/17/2018

To Be

Out here looking for a grace I never find. I have lost my peace of mind searching for who I was and only finding who you wanted me to be. I tried so hard to be you that when I looked in the mirror I couldn’t see me.. I broke free from you but still wasn’t me. I tried and tried to piece myself together but never found the serenity that I needed so badly. I wanted to walk in your shoes and make you proud, well I guess I am a disappointment now. For so long I wore my mask pretending to be happy but I was burying a hole that later became my grave my pain and depression almost put me away. My addictions to harming myself is what you needed to bury me alive and you did but here I stand I am just fine. I am broken but not shattered, my past and my mistakes do not matter. What went wrong does not define me, I will continue to rise and one day when I look in the mirror I will see me not what the world wanted me to be.

09/16/2018

Crave

Cravings, they could be for your favourite foods,movies or shows. When I get a craving its for you your smile, your laugh, the way your heart beats as fast as mine. That moment in the silence where I lay my head in your lap just to feel at peace in my soul. The moment in the morning I wake up and get to see you laying there so peaceful and so rested. That’s what I crave. Someone to laugh with to share my ups and downs. Someone who is brave enough to stick around. Someone who can love me through my mental health, through body issues and accept that I have made mistakes. I crave you. Your face. Your voice. Your soul. Your presence. Everyday I get to spend any moments with you is worth the wait.

09/12/2018

We say Goodbye.

I had a dream of you, flying far above the sky clouds surrounding, far from the pain that had drowned you. Not a day goes by where I do not miss you. My heart was on fire engulfed in the flames, I did not get to say goodbye it left a sting. The kind that will become a scar and on moments when I am in pain, I will touch it and think of you. It is not a scar that is easily seen, a memory not too soon forgotten of all the pain that your death would bring. I said goodbye to the stars where I knew your soul would shine. My best friend gone in a blink of an eye, forced to say goodbye. Fifteen years of ups and downs, when push came to shove you stuck around. When I feel like giving in and giving up I think of you telling me I was enough, I was enough, good enough to love, to cherish, to be respected. Even though I cannot touch you or hold you in my arms I hold you in my heart and your pain made you need an end but it was just a beginning for all of us you left behind, so when I see the stars tonight I will count my blessings and I know I will be alright, for you are with me wherever I may go for I hold your love in my soul. You are in a sky full of stars and darling you shine the brightest.

09/08/2018

Hide Away -

I'm going to hide. Hide away in the memories that lead me to drink. The thoughts that pushed me to the brink. We remember but forget to think, we die but dont know how to live. We speak freely and yet are close minded. We say we forgive but cannot love them after. We cut our arms and bury our fears. They say we are survivors but most nights are spent in tears. Wondering when will the pain end, wondering when we will see our friend. by jacqueline Hayward

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