For the Women of Hope community, fighting to stay sober and recover
Poetry – Women of Hope
My Memories- Was I Worth It?
The abuse left a stain on her tender heart, and her mind twisted from the games of an evil man. Worse, she felt dirty and unnecessary, like a garage rag that came in handy but was left lying around like trash.
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Mental Health ~ Journal #80, “Broken Restored”
I tried to be the strong warrior for all, in fact my words were still fierce and meaningful. Unfortunately, the auto pilot mechanism of helping others, never applied to me.
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Poetry- The Dark Side of Anxiety
When anxiety tramples your night.
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Their Addiction ~ My Journey, “I Dried Her Hair”
Every time I closed my eyes, I saw us in that bathroom, her eyes closed and mine filled with pain. Will she ever know the depths of my love? Who knew God would use a moment blow drying her hair to bring about a profound reminder of hope.
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Poetry-The Warriors Cry
I hear the warriors crying out in broken words, but free. All for love, they call upon, the power to rescue me.
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Their Addiction ~ My Journey, “Fleeing the Prison”
You cannot love others as yourself if you do not love yourself first.
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Mental Health~ The Journal #79, No one knows..
I want to go home, get out, be done, leave this world. It holds nothing for me. The world has been a pain in my ass from the get go.
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A Safer Soul
Through the storm..We can find peace.
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My Memories- “To Run Away”
You see, the beauty of earth was constant and never hurt me. It wrapped me in a warm embrace and welcomed me with a power beyond men.
Lisa @ Authentic Truths 