This is a poem that I turned into a song that describes what it is like to live in Domestic Violence. 1 in 4 women and 1 in 6 men live like this everyday. And also a video that some of my friends did with CSpan about helping those living in abuse. Help us Lord to break the yoke of oppression in their lives and shine Your Light into their darkness, in Jesus Name.
SNOW WHITE DARKNESS
© 2013 Diana Rasmussen
She looks in the mirror, seems vaguely familiar
like steam on the glass, shame covers her past
the fog slithers down, as evil surrounds
His worst fantasy, her reality
he pulls the strings, does unspeakable things
a sadistic entrance, for his acceptance
smothered by control, a tormented soul
trapped in his castle
her tears rolling mist, proof she exists
in snow white darkness
clouds of confusion, rolled into illusion
He veils perversion, forcing her coercion
her body he takes, while she flies away
unbelievable, she’s invisible
love is the shadow, that darkens her window
she’s crying for help, to escape her hell
smothered by control, a tormented soul
trapped in his castle
her tears rolling mist, proof she exists
in snow white darkness
she hides in the fog, drinks hair of the dog
hates her behavior, craves one to save her
smothered by control, a tormented soul
trapped in his castle
her tears rolling mist, proof she exists
in snow white darkness
“Is this not the fast that I have chosen:
To loose the bonds of wickedness,
To undo the heavy burdens,
To let the oppressed go free,
And that you break every yoke?
Is it not to share your bread with the hungry,
And that you bring to your house the poor who are cast out;
When you see the naked, that you cover him,
And not hide yourself from your own flesh?
Then your light shall break forth like the morning,
Your healing shall spring forth speedily,
And your righteousness shall go before you;
The glory of the Lord shall be your rear guard.
Then you shall call, and the Lord will answer;
You shall cry, and He will say, ‘Here I am.’ (Isaiah 58:6-9 NKJV)
This is also the title of my book – SNOW WHITE DARKNESS – Smothered by Control. It contains my journal entries from when I was living in abuse. Thank you Lord for deliverance for me and my children!
And here is the Album – available from GooglePlay. Thank you in advance for your love and support!
“And now for today’s prompt (optional, as always). Love poems are a staple of the poetry scene. It’s pretty hard to be a poet and not write a few – or a dozen – or maybe six books’ worth. But because so many love poems have been written, there are lots of clichés. Fill your poems with robins and hearts and flowers, and you’ll sound more like a greeting card than a bard. So today, I challenge you to write a “loveless” love poem. Don’t use the word love! And avoid the flowers and rainbows. And if you’re not in the mood for love? Well, the flip-side of the love poem – the break-up poem – is another staple of the poet’s repertoire. If that’s more your speed at present, try writing one of those, but again, avoid thunder, rain, and lines beginning with a plaintive “why”? Try to write a poem that expresses the feeling of love or lovelorn-ness without the traditional trappings you associate with the subject matter.”
Diana,
This was both ugly and lovely. The pain conveyed in this poem was raw and heartbreaking. Yet, I can’t help but rejoice, for you did not merely suffer as a victim; nor did you merely survive domestic abuse. Instead, you arose from this tragic ordeal, much as our Savior arose from the grave, in victory and power. You are not a victim or a survivor. You, beloved friend, are an overcomer, who helps and comforts others who are in the midst of their own tragedies, with the love of our Almighty Savior and Lord, and for this, I rejoice. God bless you, as you continue to serve Him.
Love,
Cheryl
Thank you so much Cheryl,
I never really thought of it that way. wow. You help me see. Sometimes I miss the forest because I am looking at the trees.
“You are not a victim or a survivor. You, beloved friend, are an overcomer, who helps and comforts others who are in the midst of their own tragedies, with the love of our Almighty Savior and Lord, and for this, I rejoice.”
What a blessing you are to me and the Body of Christ. Rejoicing with you here – Diana
So deep and full of emotion. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you, can’t believe I lived through that! It seems like a lifetime ago…
But you came out stronger. ..good for you for getting out.
Thank you for giving insight into the mind of the abused. Thank you also for reminding in the introduction that a significant number of men also suffer as victims.
Amen bro – especially these days. It doesn’t matter what sex you are – abuse is abuse. And God is greater – Hallelujah! He can restore anyone’s life. I am a witness to His power and love, as are you. Have a blessed Resurrection weekend my friend! Diana