Do you like getting out of bed on the wrong side every morning?
Or would you rather be happy and stable and enjoying life?
(Get a copy of Repair Your Life and begin working the program.)
This is one of my recovery poems which are now compiled in a book called
Odyssey, A Spiritual Journey, soon to be published. If you are a victim of child sexual abuse, you may find yourself in it.
Loving Way Too Much
My scarred and bleeding heart is painful to the touch,
The price I have to pay, for loving way too much.
Fearful I’ve become at all surrounding me
I dare not even look to see who I might be.
I thought I was so brave and filled with self esteem,
But I stumble in the darkness and on everybody lean.
The errors I have made, dormant in my heart
Now return to haunt me and tear my soul apart.
Do I need to live this way? Is it of my own choice?
Do I heed the words of others or hear just my own voice?
The answers spoken freely have been worded much before.
I always knew my strength lay hidden at my core.
So now I’ll seek my base like the roots inside a tree
And my loving way too much will always start with me.