Love brings hope for the future
Strength for Today
Endurance for Tomorrow
A Lasting Peace
A little Child, new to
Came to meet dad, far away.
Taken from home, she is trusting and hopeful
Caring and loving, wanting someone to know she is
But she is only a child and, small and insignificant,
Like the caterpillar in its cocoon.
In my family, I learned
to be afraid.
Coarse words and actions not nice to see.
A first secret to keep inside of me.
So, I continued to hide deeper into my
Protective shell feeling different,
Unattractive and used.
Two big secrets converged
for me, followed
By panic attacks and depression, you see.
No one to turn to, no one at all.
I'm full of pain, anger and despair.
I feel like I'm drowning in there.
Help me! Stop the pain! Kill the pain! KILL ME!
No! Wait! What about my family?
No! Kill the pain! Take the pills! Kill me!
No! Stop stop! What about your family?
Help me someone to break
out of this shell!
It's to tight and confining, I can tell.
Help me to find some sense of release
From keeping these secrets all to myself.
A wonderful lady came to my aid and now, I'm learning
To forgive that little girl.
She helped me to see
All the beauty and strength inside of me.
Thank you my friend for
your patience and care
For without you, I would not be here.
I can never express how truly grateful I feel
About our time working through all my problems and
It can also happen to you.
Time is a healer and hope is there too.
Courage is needed to block the despair
But when you are done, all is worthwhile
So keep up your spirit while you try.
Long ago the journey began
as Innocent life was
enshrouded with incest and pain;
Knowing no love, needing, wanting, trying...
Taken in the night by the eyes and
the beat of the drum resounding in the woods,
Innocence was destroyed, the body tortured,
the mind split, and a childhood was lost.
Unknown to those around,
the essence of life lay hidden deep within;
protected from the enmeshed control,
only to be revealed in its season.
Daring to risk, to tell, to grow...
Choosing to let go of the old,
a new life has been found.
A circle of love gives freedom to soar!
A foster mother
tells how she found
on a young girl’s chest.
Tears burn my eyes,
slide down my cheek,
hang off my chin
stain my blouse.
Someone will cry for me.