What is Sexual-Abuse
Sexual abuse is a relative cultural term used to describe sexual relations and behavior between two or more parties which are considered criminally and/or morally offensive. Differ...
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Monday November 23, 2009
Poem/Artistic Stories
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Listening to nature's gentle sounds,
She slowly closes her eyes,
Wanting to be a bird,
and have the wings to fly.
Her soul begins to sing,
As she wonders what could be,
Escaping into a private world,
Where her dreams live and breath.
Ripples of the moonlight,
Gently kiss her eyes,
As she sits in the darkness,
And looks to the sky.
Sick of living in a world,
Where freedom is but a dream,
The brokenness bein...
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Cold and hungry,
sleeping is hard.
Your earthly shelter,
just an old car.
Little money for food,
and few clothes to wear.
Many a heartache,
and burdens to bear.
With the voice of an angel,
you sing a sweet song.
Through the darkest of nights,
and days that are long.
On your face is a smile,
in your eyes I saw pain.
Feelings of lonliness,
heartache and strain.
I can't be much help,
but I'm glad that we me...3 Recommendations9 Comments -
Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.
Did...4 Recommendations7 Comments -
Chapter 1
Waking up in a different room wasn't anything new. I had been drinking way too much once again, now I had to find my way home like normal. My parents would guess that I wouldn’t be home last night.
So as I stumble out of the unknown house, I wondered where the hell I was and what had happen last night. I was still a virgin as far as I could tell. I sort of walk, sort...2 Recommendations9 Comments -
Everyday struggles
are mountains to climb.
Seems they're neverending.
Sometimes.
Happy days are in between,
But they don't last long enough
Sometimes.
Heartache and sorrow
over many things.
Such a long season.
Sometimes.
Never knowing what's coming next.
Tears or laughter.
Sometimes.
Hoping for a good day
or hiding in your bed.
Sometimes.
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It is said
Seek and you will find
If you look for something
With an open heart
You will find it
I sought the meaning of life
I was led to Ontario
I sought love
I was led to my husband and daughters
I sought knowledge
I was led to Witches Voice
I sought friendship
It was offered open handedly
I sought Love and Light
I found the Goddess
Waiting with open arms
I have found a Love
I never knew existed
Written by Judy ...3 Recommendations7 Comments -
WARNING! contents in this journal are of a dark artistic kind in the form of a poem please do not read on if you are easily upset.
what is wrong with me...all ive been able to do today is write dark poetry (faintly disturbing poetry) and draw disturbing pictures...i will put them up and maybe you can tell me what you think....
i want!
i want to feel the sting,
i want to see the scratch,
i want it so b...1 Recommendation17 Comments -
Feelings run wild
When feelings run wild.....
When people feel the need to run.
When life turns upside down.
We just wanna run, run, run.
Our body's take over and tell us to pack,
Our feelings are no longer,
We pack, pack, pack.
I just wanna feel loved & welcomed,
I just wanna be me, me, me.
I need to know I am loved today and always by the & me.
If you tell me to leave then I will.
I don&...1 Recommendation10 Comments -
I Am a Military Girlfriend.....
I am a military girlfriend.I hold no formal recognition with the powers that be.I am at the bottom of the chain. I hold no Military ID card; I am not a "dependent" or parent.The man i love may face unspeakable dangers, and I am at the mercy of those who possess this recognition for news.I understand this and accept this.
I am a military girlfriend...2 Recommendations7 Comments -
Blessed with wisdom 2 guide me
thru the wilderness.
See me happy inside and out.
I gain strength thru writing what I feel
the trails I been thru was a wake call
Men are not worthy of my womanhood
they steal like the devil.
I want to live financially independent, I want
2 live without the BS. The sadness i feel isnt
compared 2 the freedom I seek.
Being on my own is like a vacation I need.
Living on my own 2 ...1 Recommendation8 Comments
