Lifted Out Of The Ashes.

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    When I first got out of the emotionally abusive relationship I was in during in my senior year of high school, I was in utter denial that the abuse even occurred I found myself hiding myself from the world, shutting out those that cared about me greatly. After I was released from the hospital I fell into a severe depression it got so overwhelming that I almost ended my life. To this day I still have some pain from the relationship in my heart, I have come to use my pain to find hope in the ashes of pain and suffering which is what most of us struggle with today. Hope is out there you have to dig deep enough in the ashes of pain and suffering to find it. This piece dives into the aftermath of the emotionally abusive relationship I was in and how much of an impact it had on me. It also talks about how I chose to take my pain to find hope in the ashes of pain and suffering.

    Lifted Out Of The Ashes.

     When you and I parted ways,
    You took an important part of me
    with you.

    You took my heart
    and shattered it
    like an expensive vase.

    You took my sainty
    when you left
    leaving an empty hollow
    shell in your wake.

    You claimed
    that you loved me
    but all you did
    was poison me
    with your bitter words.

    You taught me
    that loving you
    meant living
    in fear

    you taught me
    that loving you
    meant walking on eggshells
    in your presence.

    Because of you
    Depression became
    my bittersweet love
    Because of you
    Depression almost killed me
    You broke my spirit
    You took my will to fight away from me.

    How does it feel knowing
    that you nearly destroyed me?

    How does it feel knowing
    that I would never love someone like you again?

     I begged you to go away
    but you continue to taunt me
    You didn't love me
    all you did was destroy my life.

    When you and I were together
    you took the role of God
    and manipuated me
    to be your slave
    in your sick game.

    I want you to know
    that I have risen from the ashes
    I am taking back the light
    you stole from me.

    I'm taking back my life
    from your clutches.
    I am no longer a slave
    I am no longer your victim.


    I have found hope
    in the ashes of pain
    and suffering.
    I have risen
    from the ashes
    into a better tomorrow.

    Today
    a new awaken has come
    for I have been freed
    from your control
    from your manipulation.

    I am
    a strong
    couragous woman
    I advise you
    to stay out of my way.

    I have risen from the ashes
    of hate and despair
    A new awaken has come
    my battle cry
    will be heard
    throughout the cosmos.

    I have risen from the ashes
    a new awaken has come
    hear my battle cry.

    A new awaken has come.
    I have risen from the ashes.

     

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    tez commented on Lifted Out Of The Ashes.

    05-09-2017

    A great one, a motivational one as well, I love your mental strength and wish i can take a leaf from your tree of boldness
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    toredbloodink commented on Lifted Out Of The Ashes.

    05-02-2017

    You know I have written a little self improvement book.. It's called " From the Ashes of Negative Thinking." That's a subtitle for my other book " Waiting on My Release. " I put these to small books into one book.. I am having them released by fall . well I hope so... The only reason why I said that is this poem reminded me of my book... Keep writing because that he didn't steal from you... Your exsperiance only helped your talent grow... Love and peace
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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