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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'm going to an AA convention this weekend in Laughlin, NV even though I am in Narcotic Anonymous. It should be a great weekend I am excited to grow in peace, love and joy. I am happy where I am in my recovery and all that I have been through. I believe God has a plan for me and I am meant to be here on this earth. |
| Death of a First Love As if it were yesterday When the memories were clear. Since then you let your life go and gave into all your fears. Death will come to all of us but you threw your life away. You killed yourself so suddenly I didn’t know what to say. You hurt me and broke my heart You stole your love from me. Tears is all I have to cry You left me empty. How do I forgive you? How do I let go? My life’s forever changed now It’s more awful than you know. I know that you were suffering Now I’m suffering too. Your pain has become my pain and I don’t know what to do. I’m angry that you left me I feel abandoned too. My heart still holds our memories and the love I have for you. When it’s time we’ll meet again In heaven there up above. Although in life I’ve lost you You’re always be my first love. WRITTEN BY:KYM ERICKSON 5/12/12 |
| I'm having trouble with acceptance in my life. Accepting things I cannot change looking for a different outcome. I'm in the process of grieving again or just not accepting certain things that happened in my life as such. Here's a poem I wrote. Not one of my best, but... All Accepting Acceptance of the way things are Not how I wish they’d be. All accepting of myself Is a way to set me free. Things are meant to be as such Being this is God’s own plan. Things happen for a reason and not on my demand. So guide me through this journey Of God’s will and his control. Accepting things I cannot change To better my own soul. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 5/11/12 |
| I thought this was kinda cute and funny. I'm doing ok these days. After what happened last week with my day and my ex-sponsor, I haven't felt like myself. I have felt tired and just not wanting to talk. I get my 9 month chip next week and I'm excited. I'm also going to Laughlin, NV for an AA convention for 4 days. That should be enlightening and spiritually uplifting. So I am looking forward to that. Can't find the poem write now it got mixed up with another. will come Hairy Llama Look at me and my poofy hair I think that I look great. It seems to shape my oval face and God don’t make mistakes. I can part it down the middle or part it on the side. My eyes are my focal point Because they are so wide. I never get to brush my teeth, but they look good anyway. I only have the bottom half The top ones rotted away. My fur is soft and manageable My nose just fits my face. If I did it all again, There’s nothing I’d replace. So look at me I’m beautiful I stand out in a crowd. Don’t be jealous it’s okay, I’m humble and I’m proud. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 5/5/12 |
| These poems show how spiritually I have grown as a result of my recovery and my growing relationship with God. I am proud to have God in my life. The Voice The voice that calms the deep blue sea The voice that lives in me. It’s His love that’s comforting With the joy in which He brings. The voice that calms the savage winds The chaos that roams inside. Is silenced when I ask for help For he’s my only guide. The voice that breathes inside of me It is He I do believe. My heart and soul are filled with Him I know he’ll never leave. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 5/5/12 God’s Plan When you’re tired and frustrated ‘Cause things don’t go your way. Remember there’s a bigger plan That will come along one day. Don’t be in such a hurry To run on your self-will. Remember what your needs are Not just wants you want fulfilled. God’s plan for you is set That’s the way it’s going to be. Look to him for guidance So you will be set free. Be happy in those things you have It could be a whole lot worse. Just know that you are loved and always put God first. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 5/5/12 Kymberly Erickson |
| After a long road. Cleansing the Demons I’m feeling a little cleaner Than I did the day before. A weight has been lifted One I can’t ignore. My spirit has been lifted My soul has been cleansed. The past has been healed There’s victory in the end. A little girl was injured Scarred and really scared. My life has changed forever I have finally been repaired. The abuse that I have carried Has been lifted from my heart. I have forgiven my father We have a brand new start. Life can really start now For once I’m really free. I’ve confronted my demons and I’m happy to be me. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 5/4/12 |
| Moving On It hurts there in my heart and head and throughout my body too. You betrayed my inner secrets and exposed them just for you. You took from me the trust I thought we had as friends. You gave them up to someone else and hurt me in the end. Somehow I’ve forgiven you and have chosen to move on. I never will forget though Because what you did was wrong. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 5/1/12 I emailed my ex-sponsor and told her I forgive her. I just want to move on and get out of the yuk |
| We Are Human It is said in life; The combination of the traits, Of a man and woman together, Make us all human. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 5/1/12 e:delight Golden Years If everything you touched Turned to gold, Look at the sunset Peering through the trees, Warming my heart and melting my soul So that I can love you. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 5/1/12 |
| Ever heard of this saying. When there's a problem and two people know it and won't acknowledge it. That's the situation I am in right now with my father and I don't know how to resolve it besides confronting and I really don't want to do that. The Elephant is In the Room The elephant’s in the room Its color may be pink or grey. It doesn’t really matter though Because nobody wants to say. The problem gets avoided and is never talked about. It gets swept under the rug With or without a doubt. The elephant in the room today It’s about sexual abuse. A father molested his daughter and therefore, has been accused. They can’t sit down and talk He pretends everything’s fine, but both of them really know This is all that’s on their minds. The elephant will be there As a reminder in their room. Of their failing relationship as the phoniness resumes. Until they can discuss things and finally clear the air. The elephant will live there In both their daily affairs. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 4/30/12 |
| Betrayal of a Sponsor Betrayal of trust, With fallen walls. Secrets exposed, The rise and fall. Stabbed in the back, By my Sponsor you see. She couldn’t careless, About my feelings or me. It was done for herself Her own issues and needs. She can’t be my Sponsor. We cannot proceed. A friend she sure wasn’t. My dreams have been crushed. She knew all my issues, I had with trust. A lesson learned, but won’t set me back. I now know myself. I know where I’m at. A loss all its own. A change in my life. The betrayal of anyone, Just isn’t right. I’ll keep moving forward and do better next time. For I’m a strong person, Who will finish this climb. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 4/27/12 |
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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.
