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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  |
| Loving someone any time of the day. Love’s Magic Moments Midnight love where the moon is bright Shining softly in the night. A sweet hello a precious kiss These are things I know I’d miss. Sunrise love at the break of dawn, A smile is what I must put on. A special way to start the day, Love in the morning is okay. Afternoon love and midday sun Reminds me that you are the one. The sun’s heat reflects off me Making me feel so happy. Sunset love there on the beach The whole day through seemed out of reach. A day so special and so pure True love is what I did endure. Nighttime love is there at night To keep my love burning bright. Till midnight comes around again Where you’re my lover and my friend. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 2/24/13 Kymberly Erickson |
| Things haven't been going so well for me. I'm back in a bad attitude and old behaviors. I have pulled away from people and I've been kicking my own ass. I've been having a problem with my perfectionism and stubbornness. I'm having trust issues too. I have made an appointment for therapy in hopes to work out my mother issues that I have inflicted onto someone else. Feeling pretty crummy. I'm isolating and I'm having trouble changing right now. All these are old behaviors for me. I don't want to work my recovery, it is boring in recovery without chaos. Don't want chaos though. I'm closed off again to writing poetry. I hope to work all of this out soon. |
| This week has been a week of ass chewing with me as the recipient. First of all I betrayed someone's trust, not on purpose and then I wrote a poem Angel of Death that upset my dad so much he thought I wanted to kill myself. Anyways, today is a new day. I made amends with my sponsor after saying I wanted a new one. Everytime I say that I am bored, something happens in my life and not always for the good. Other than that I am still feeling a bit ugly. I haven't gone to a meeting in 3 days. |
| A birthday poem I wrote for my dad for his 75th birthday. Birthday Wishes This birthday wish is meant for you Because you are my dad. You’re special in so many ways And have made me very glad. You’ve given me support and love At times when I had none. You welcomed me into your life And made me number one. You showed me how to give to those And get outside myself. You were there for me in times When I needed the most help. I’m glad to have a dad today Who wants the best for me. Who loves me just the way I am And enjoys my company. One who calls me every day To see what’s going on. To listen to my problems Or to tell me to be strong. I thank you for being my dad And a Happy Birthday too. I mean these words from my heart I really do love you. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 1/17/13 |
| Still hoping to have a relationship soon. It's been 6 years and I don't want to be lonely as I gain in years. You Are You are my passenger in life And my partner in crime. We’ll stay together forever Or until the end of time. You are my knight in shining armor I am the princess to your soul. Save me and protect me Then together we’ll be whole. You are my man and I’m your bride In this fairytale for two. A connection fit for life Because our love is true. You are my driver and life coach Inseparable are we. You are my everything From now to eternity. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 2/15/13 |
| There's no greater peace than peace within yourself. Love yourself so that you may love others. Enjoy life to the best of your ability for tomorrow is uncertain. Everything is going great. I have the peace I have longed for. I am grateful for my family, my sponsor, my friends and God. He saved me from the certainty of death with drugs. No matter what you do be grateful for those things you have and the people in your life. God saved me for a reason. There is a bigger picture or plan for me and I can't wait. Have an awesome weekend. |
| Written after watching a cop's funeral on t.v. Not one of my better ones, but it is what it is Sudden Death Knocking on heavens door When the future is no more. When one’s life has stopped living The soul does no more giving. Death has stopped you in your tracks Looking forward can’t look back. Look to the heavens above Where God will fill you with His love. A place of eternity Where there’s room for you and me. But I must wait as you go Missing you more than you know. My last farewell my final wish To gently give you one last kiss. Wipe the tears out of my eyes For without you I will die. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 2/13/13 |
| A Simple Prayer On the side of darkness In the deep evening sky, Stood a little girl crying When her daddy said goodbye. Her parents both were fighting And yelling throughout the house. The way they both got treated Was no way to treat a spouse. Way to young to understand The events that did take place. She just knew that her daddy Could never be replaced. She could hear her mom crying. There were tears upon her face. She gave her mom a big hug And together they embraced. In a couple of hours Her daddy had returned. They talked it out and made up With no need for more concern. All was happy, once again The girl was now at ease. For her prayers had been answered As she got up off her knees. WRITTEN BY: KYM ERICKSON 2/12/13 |
| Today is a good day. I am grateful. Grateful for another day clean, to be alive, for my family and friends and for my gift of writing poetry. I have found my internal peace with no more chaos in my life. May all of you have a great day. |
| Today is a good day. I am grateful. Grateful for another day clean, to be alive, for my family and friends and for my gift of writing poetry. I have found my internal peace with no more chaos in my life. May all of you have a great day. |
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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.
