Domestic Violence and Abuse

Words of Woe

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(May trigger- be safe) WORDS OF WOE By Diana Rasmussen (from a long ago, faraway place) Your love fills me up,Lord; Your light it shines through, This tomb of darkness – but oh, what is true? For in the fires of hell Lord, Alone I won’t go; Please just protect me – From his words … Read more

The Broken are Becoming the Chosen

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“Hope Will Lead us On” by Barlow Girl

(Verse 1)
Rise up again
Shake off the shadows
Unlock the doors
and let hope live once more
Cause up from the ashes
oh the fire is woken
Cause those who were broken,
are becoming the chosen

(Chorus)
So lift up your eyes
Cause we’re not forgotten
And hope will lead us on
Oh we pray for the dawn
and we reach for the mornin’
And hope will lead us on

(Verse 2)
Come let us see
Beyond these moments
Open our eyes, to to see the truth that You see
Cause all that we know now
When You’re all we hold to
You can’t disappoint us, it’s safe here with You

(Chorus)
So lift up your eyes
Cause we’re not forgotten
And hope will lead us on
Oh we pray for the dawn
and we reach for the mornin’
And hope will lead us on

And hope will lead us on
And hope will lead us on
And hope will lead us on

 

Cycle of Pain

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(may trigger – be safe) CYCLE OF PAIN By Diana Rasmussen  (from a long ago faraway place) I’m tired of screaming, getting told to “F” you, I’m tired of crying as his face turns blue. His anger is killing me, from the one ‘supposed to love; My life is shriveling, as he stamps his foot to … Read more

Tears on My Window

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DAILY POST: Through the Window Go to the nearest window. Look out for a full minute. Write about what you saw. I see rain, I hear thunder, I see tears.  There are raindrops clinging to the window, and raindrops clinging to the trees.  The wind is blowing the trees, yet the raindrops still cling to the … Read more

Let Me In (Trigger Warning)

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DAILY PROMPT: Ode to a Playground A place from your past or childhood, one that you’re fond of, is destroyed. Write it a memorial. (I took a few liberties with this one, my playground was not a physical place, it was in my mind) LET ME IN (A poem from a long ago, far away … Read more

God wants to use me?

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This poster spoke to me today… When the world treated me like trash, and the enemy trampled on me – I thought that was what happened to people like me. When people hurt, used, and abused me – I thought I was worthless.  I thought I  didn’t matter. When my ex told me the world … Read more

Make the Wrong Things Right

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“Make the Wrong Things Right” My Prayer/Song for You: V1 Our prayers are like a battering ram, bringing deliverance to the land. No more murder or abuse, we call forth deliverance. Set the captives free, tear down the lies of the enemy. Turn the darkness into light, and make the wrong things right. CHORUS Let … Read more

Sugar Clouds and Cotton Candy

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My memorial to Sara, to remember her life

(may trigger – be safe)

Sugar Clouds and Cotton Candy

A Song for Sara

CHORUS 1

Sara doesn’t live here anymore.
She’s up makin’ snow angels.
Sugar clouds and cotton candy,
are raining down in Heaven.

‘Cuz Sara doesn’t live here anymore.
She’s line dancing with Angels.
Sugar clouds and cotton candy,
are raining down in Heaven.

V1
We met her alters, loved her more every day.
She’d say,”fasten your seat belt,
gonna be a bumpy ride.”
Oh what an honor to stand beside her.

CHORUS 2
Sara doesn’t live here anymore.
She’s up makin’ snow angels.
Sugar clouds and cotton candy
are raining in Heaven.

V2
She captured our hearts
on her journey,
A fighter, a writer,
A survivor and friend.

© 2012 Diana Rasmussen

Tears

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Tears

The Final Post for Sara (Trigger Warning)

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This song is a memoir to a blogger that I used to know – Sara. She had suffered through child abuse, multiple personalities, and much more. I always admired her courage, she would just put herself out there and write what had happened and how she felt about it. She touched many of us. Today, … Read more

Broken and Lost

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BROKEN & LOST by Diana Rasmussen We are the broken and lost, the survivors of abuse. We hide behind the horror, of what’s been done to us. You’d never believe our stories, if we opened up at all. The horror and abandonment, as we watched our lives just fall. What happened to our laughter? Where … Read more

Starting Over

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STARTING OVER:  DP Writing Challenge (This was written when the kids and I were staying at a YWCA Shelter for Domestic Violence) SHELTER WOMEN  by Diana Rasmussen We are the shelter women, running fast and far away, For he’s stalking us again, and we are on the run. We are starting over, trying not to live the … Read more