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About my everyday life, my struggles with addiction, sexual abuse, bipolar and family |
A blog about my life and how I got through some serious issues in hopes for a better tomorrow  |
| I've been going through a lot of loss lately. This poem depicts how I am feeling. How Will I Know? I feel the loss inside my heart and there’s nothing I can do. For life is ever changing So I must accept what’s true. It hurts to let someone go When you want to keep them here. There’s emptiness without them While underneath there’s fear. How does my heart understand This is how it’s got to be. When all I feel is broken and pain inside of me. How do I move on from here When I’m stuck and want to stay. When you’re gone how will I know That things will be ok? Time will make my heart to mend While others will take your place. What we had is in the past Which was the hardest thing to face. Going forward I must do No matter how long it takes. The door is closing shut now I can hurt but I won’t break. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 3/28/14 |
| My entries have been a little dark lately so I thought I would lighten it a bit with a light poem. An Array Of Colors Rainbow stretched across the sky Reminds me that I’m still alive Vibrant colors one by one Reminds me I should have some fun It brings a smile to my face And happiness that I embrace God’s creation made for me It’s beauty He wants me to see There’s so much love that can be found When a rainbow is around A colorful rainbow in the air There is nothing that compares The sunshine’s waiting there nearby For the rainbow to go goodbye And show itself another day Maybe next time it will stay. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 2/19/14 |
| This is what happened to me when a Registered Sex Offender was in my life. Predator On The Loose He was my sponsor and my friend At least that what I thought. He used me and abused me It’s too bad he didn’t get caught. He’s a sexual predator Who has never changed his ways He preys upon the women Who are vulnerable today. He’ll act like he’s your friend Build you up so you feel great. He’ll get you to depend on him Which will be your first mistake. His motives are for him alone In some sick and twisted way. He’ll find a way into your bed And for a moment he will stay. He’s a fraud to all his sponsees All the times they come for help. His program isn’t honest Since he’s needing help himself. Although he’s a spiritual man His tactics are rather cruel. Manipulation of women Is the way he bends the rules. He violates his victims Those abused or those not strong. I failed to believe the signs That something was really wrong. The damage he has caused me Will take work to see me through. Watch out for this predator He could be coming after you. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 1/30/14 |
| I am a recovering addict. I have a sponsor, had, just found out my sponsor is a registered sex offender. That really bothers me. I cut all ties with him. It's starting to come out at the meetings. More drama. I found a new meeting to go to. Other than that things are going well. Now maybe I will be able to start growing in my recovery no that I got rid of my sponsor. It was hard to put this down in this blog because now it becomes reality. So now I have trust issues again. My sponsor took advantage of me in so many ways. I only hope God takes care of him. |
| I'm barely hanging onto my blog here. Don't know if I want to keep it up anymore. Everything is going well. Not writing poetry as much, only when a thought or something comes to mind. I'm lacking things to do in my life. So I'm bored and I know I'm the only one that can change it. Everything in my life right now is calm. I'm at 2-1/2 years clean now, which I am proud of. I have stopped going to meetings 7 days a week now and only go 3 due to people in my meeting. I am grateful for all I have and the people God has placed in my life. Looking for a new adventure. Don't know what to do with my poetry anymore. I wrote 7 books, ow what???? |
| When things go wrong, as they probably will just know you're on the right track. Just keep moving yourself forward so you never have to look back. Kym Erickson |
| Now that the holidays are over, I can breathe again, Holidays are horrible for me. The stress doesn't sit well with my bipolar and family can be a trying time. I feel alive again and ready to write. I hope all of you have a very Happy New Year and I will be blogging more soon |
| I haven't been around much this past month, I have been taking a break and I haven't written much. The holidays are very stressful for me and bring up horrible memories. I am trying to make new memories, but it's difficult The Sky Is The Limit Somewhere up there in the sky Is a place we go when we die. If on earth you do believe, Then it’s love you will receive. He’s in our heart and in our soul It’s through Him we can be whole. Worship Him in song and prayer, A way to show Him that you care. Give praise to all he does for you And show much needed gratitude. Serve Him well and serve Him wise, So at the end there’s no surprise. Onto heaven that’s the way When it’s time and it’s your day. Find serenity, peace and love, With God the Father who sits above. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 12/12/13 Merry Christmas |
| You never know what may happen to you. This is about the tragedy in the Phillipines. Sheer Desolation So much pain and destruction Out there in the Philippines Aid can’t come fast enough To a war zone kinda scene. They’re in need of food and water For those who have survived, Without basic necessities, Their bodies won’t stay alive. Loved ones lay there in the street And there’s nothing one can do. Attention is to the living, In hopes they make it through. Fear is settling in now As more desperate they become. Some are trying to flea this place To avoid what will become. Their lives have changed forever They need help or they will die. God listen to the prayers we pray And the tears which we have cried. Lift their spirits give them hope Do not let them be afraid. Give them courage and give strength To God’s children that you made. Don’t take them home before their time For some life has just begun. Let them see another day In the light of the morning sun. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 11/12/13 |
| It's been real hard to write these days, have a lot on my mind. Writing poetry isn't where it's at for me right now. I poured my heart and soul into 6 books of poetry. I am feeling drained. I only write when something comes to me. I know this is my valley and that I will emerge from it to write again. Maybe I need this time to regenerate myself so I can emerge a better writer. Needless to say I am taking a mini break. Other than that, my life is great. No complaints. I have friends who care and love me, a family that is as close as can be, a God in my life and some peace. I am working on my 7th book, but I am taking my time. With the other books, I had an urgency to complete them. So thank you for being dedicated and reading my poems and my blog. |
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created by God continue to light your way and blanket you with his loving warmth from the cold dark path of drugs and alcohol. You Are Awesome =) Take care.
cause I am.... but I relate to what this poem itself is saying. I wish I had an angel, someone to lean on, I guess you can say... but don't think I understood belief in angels et cetera... I guess I am just glad that even in creativity someone can understand what we go through--even if its just a creative fictional level.
