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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 had a realization yesterday that I am never going to get the acceptance and approval from my parents that I long for. My mother is deceased and father is incapable of being emotional on any level. I realized that I have to get this from God and I have to give it to myself. Here is the poem I wrote: Acceptance and Approval I’m looking in the wrong place For acceptance and approval I’m feeling rather empty but yearning to be full Stemming from my childhood Where I wasn’t good enough Rejected by my parents and told to just be tough Still seeking their approval As a grown adult Still harboring the pain for Things that weren’t my fault How do I move on now To make myself complete? Give my child what I didn’t have or this cycle will repeat? Accept myself for who I am and the gifts I have received Understand the circumstance So I can let go and grieve WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 8/10/12 |
| I've been feeling like a rainy day today. I'm having problems with my low self-worth as my year clean is approaching. I don't feel that I deserve to be rewarded. This is the kind of thing that can make one go out and use. Rainy Days Sipping a cup of cocoa Watching the raindrops fall Wondering where her friends are Waiting for them to call Hoping things will clear up soon So she can go out and play A sunny afternoon is what She thinks is a perfect day Her mother’s baking cookies Which brings herself a smile It helps to take the rain away At least for a little while The day is almost over now and she did have loads of fun She’ll be much happier though When the rain is finally done WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 8/9/10 Kymberly Erickson |
| At this point in my recovery, almost a year, I wrote this poem below to reflect how I am feeling up to this point Spirituality of Recovery There seems to come a time in life When God just has to rein I gave him what I couldn’t do and he released me from my pain I welcomed him into my life With reservation and some doubt He freed me from my misery and showed me what life’s about He gave to me a brand new life In ways I’ve never known A new person he has made me and in faith and trust I’ve grown There doesn’t seem to come a day That I’m not thankful for For all the gifts he’s given me That I didn’t have before I’m blessed to have received these gifts I feel rich beyond my years So to him I bow my head down As I wipe away my tears WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 8/6/12 Kymberly Erickson |
| As I near my one year anniversary of being clean, this poem sums up my faith and my spiritual journey up to this point. It has been an awesome year and I wouldn't trade it for the world God Made There seems to come a time in life When God just has to rein I gave him what I couldn’t do and he released me from my pain I welcomed him into my life With reservation and some doubt He freed me from my misery and showed me what life’s about He gave to me a brand new life In ways I’ve never known A new person he has made me and in faith and trust I’ve grown There doesn’t seem to come a day That I’m not thankful for For all the gifts he’s given me That I didn’t have before I’m blessed to have received them I feel rich beyond my years So to him I bow my head down As I wipe away my tears WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 8/6/12 |
| Feeling totally disconnected from my inner child these days, I thought I would write a poem to express how I feel. Everybody has an inner child, not all of us are in contact with it. It's our little child at play, the child who carries the pain, etc. Yes, you guys have a little guy inside too. Inner Child of My Soul Inner child of my soul How neglected you’ve become Our connection has been broken My life’s no longer fun Inner child of my soul Did you hear me call your name? Ever since you’ve been away I haven’t been the same Inner child of my soul I love you with all my heart I’ve forgotten how to reach you I hate us being apart Inner child of my soul I miss you everyday We need to make this work somehow So we can go out and play Inner child of my soul You’re a child of God above Find your way back to me So I can show you love WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 8/3/12 |
| I am sick today with a cold. I started step 5 and we'll see where that takes me. My bipolar is under control. I don't have much to write today. First day of my cold. I only hope that everyone is doing well and I will get back to you in a few days. Everything is going well. People are starting to point out my defaults like lack of compassion, stubborn, etc. Pointing these out gives me a chance to work on them and become a better person. :) |
| Its getting close to my one year anniversary of being clean and sober and I feel I want to sabotage it. I'm confused right now about whether I should have a male or female sponsor. I currently have a male. I don't know what I want or what I'm suppose to want in a sponsor. People are telling me what to do and I don't know what I'm suppose to do. Spent all weekend into myself now it carried over to today. Queen of the Lilac Rose Queen of the lilac rose Is resting there alone Consumed by the magical rose Before she goes on the thrown. The misty sky upon her face Is a moment she desires A cleansing of her mind and face Before she conquers her empire Beauty surrounds this vibrant Queen She’s a Princess from long ago She wears a hat of lilac rose For he debut cameo A place to go away from home Where meditation brings good rest Beauty from this Queen within Only brings out her very best WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 7/30/12 haven't had much to write about lately. some of my best poetry is when I'm depressed, angry, etc. |
| Angels Comforting Those Who Grieve Angels comforting those who grieve The death of someone dear To lose someone that you love Can become our biggest fear When we die we walk alone The suffering are left behind There’s comfort when an angel’s near It soothes our thoughts and mind Angels comforting those who grieve To help mend their broken heart God will heal what time cannot Bridging the distance apart Memories held within our heart Of the one who had to leave The pain one feels deep inside Will diminish when one grieves. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 7/25/12, 7/26/12 |
| You had your hand in our dying love and there’s nothing I can do Our love has wilted like a rose Because our love’s not true The petals of our love gone by Have died just like our love A broken heart with wounds and scars A thought I never I dreamed of I realize now what I can do Is cry and somehow grieve For love will come around again That’s something I believe |
| My poetry book, PIECES OF ME by Kym Erickson is available on Amazon.com. Look up book under my name. It's a great book, you won't be disappointed |
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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.
