written by Sylvia
Bruises on her face, she covers with makeup.
Bruises on her body, she hides with turtle necks and long sleeves.
Bruises on her soul, no way to hide, will never go away.
She never knows what the day will bring, what will make him fly into a rage.
She wonders, is it something I said or did, or just because I am here.
She walks a fine line, watching her words with care, hoping he won't get mad.
People ask why she stays and this is what she says:
there are the children, I don't have a job, I can't make it on my own.
These are the reasons she believes, his control complete for now.
What she doesn't understand is the abuse is not about her but him.
His rage and anger, not hers; his failure, not hers; he is a coward, she is not.
The abuse is the control he lacks in the rest of his life and she is there.
Pain from physical abuse eases and wounds heal, leaving scars behind.
Emotional abuse hurts to the very core of your worth as a human being.
The pain in your soul is difficult to overcome, always a lingering doubt.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Monday, November 24, 2008
Madness Of Addiction
written by Sylvia (Double Acrostic Form)
Must you be so cunning and full of gloom?
Always lurking, with your own agenda.
Down into a hell, I will descend.
Nothing can stop the pain,
Every nerve hurting and on fire.
Slayer of souls, leaving nothing but debris.
Surrender just a second away, my extreme loss.
Outward signs of you, as you practice voodoo.
Fearful that you will take away my God, my belief.
Addict is my name, if only I had amnesia!
Doubt fills me as I try to comprehend.
Demons unleashed!
Ignorance, my soul filled with graffiti,
Captured by your aphrodisiac.
Take your goods and relent.
Impulse uncontrolled as you apply your stimuli.
Only another addict can understand, you psycho!
Never will I be free from you I portend.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Must you be so cunning and full of gloom?
Always lurking, with your own agenda.
Down into a hell, I will descend.
Nothing can stop the pain,
Every nerve hurting and on fire.
Slayer of souls, leaving nothing but debris.
Surrender just a second away, my extreme loss.
Outward signs of you, as you practice voodoo.
Fearful that you will take away my God, my belief.
Addict is my name, if only I had amnesia!
Doubt fills me as I try to comprehend.
Demons unleashed!
Ignorance, my soul filled with graffiti,
Captured by your aphrodisiac.
Take your goods and relent.
Impulse uncontrolled as you apply your stimuli.
Only another addict can understand, you psycho!
Never will I be free from you I portend.
Copyright © 2008 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Other Things
I have been up since 4:30 AM and catching up on my favorite blogs. So much has happened since the last time I visited them. Some of my favorites are no longer there and it makes me wonder what has happened to those people and makes me sad that I was away so long and lost touch with so many good people. I have become a recluse (lol), well not really, just lazy I think. There is so much I want to write about but don't know where to start so I will let this short paragraph suffice for today. See you soon.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Worry
Quotes I found today on Worry. I have been taking a long break from posting and reading my favorite blogs. I am about ready to join the human race again and not hide away anymore.
Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weights you down. ~Toni Morrison
We experience moments absolutely free from worry. These brief respites are called panic. ~Cullen Hightower
For peace of mind, resign as general manager of the universe. ~Author Unknown
Somehow our devils are never quite what we expect when we meet them face to face. ~Nelson DeMille
I've developed a new philosophy... I only dread one day at a time. ~Charlie Brown (Charles Schulz)
Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy. ~Leo Buscaglia
If things go wrong, don't go with them. ~Roger Babson
Wanna fly, you got to give up the shit that weights you down. ~Toni Morrison
We experience moments absolutely free from worry. These brief respites are called panic. ~Cullen Hightower
For peace of mind, resign as general manager of the universe. ~Author Unknown
Somehow our devils are never quite what we expect when we meet them face to face. ~Nelson DeMille
I've developed a new philosophy... I only dread one day at a time. ~Charlie Brown (Charles Schulz)
Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy. ~Leo Buscaglia
If things go wrong, don't go with them. ~Roger Babson
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Transition
I will be in a transition period moving from one city to another as of February 1, 2008. I will not have an internet connection for about 1 month so needless to say I won't be posting. I hope that everything is going well for all the blogger friends I have made and I will miss each and everyone of you.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Seeking Approval
Written by Sylvia
We spend much of our life seeking approval from others
Whether it’s parents, siblings, even friends or lovers
It is never a conscious decision that we make
We don’t give it much thought and that can be a mistake
It is far easier for us to submit, than ask for respect
We are paralyzed with fear that you won’t love us, I suspect
You don’t need to be afraid and if you are refused
Run as fast as you can, move on, do not be confused
You should choose wisely; for there are those when asked
Will deny the approval you seek, they’ll be unmasked
And above all please remember this, if nothing else
You don’t need approval from others to be yourself
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
We spend much of our life seeking approval from others
Whether it’s parents, siblings, even friends or lovers
It is never a conscious decision that we make
We don’t give it much thought and that can be a mistake
It is far easier for us to submit, than ask for respect
We are paralyzed with fear that you won’t love us, I suspect
You don’t need to be afraid and if you are refused
Run as fast as you can, move on, do not be confused
You should choose wisely; for there are those when asked
Will deny the approval you seek, they’ll be unmasked
And above all please remember this, if nothing else
You don’t need approval from others to be yourself
Copyright © 2007 Sylvia A. Feeley All Rights Reserved
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