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Yea, though I walk...A Chapter by KGodwinYea, though I walk… A story of courage, perseverance, and an undefeatable hope. A faith-inspired novel by Krist.. |
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Healing Beyond TraumaA Chapter by KGodwinThis chapter seeks to help readers understand the importance of forgiving people who have caused them great harm and walks them through steps to forgi.. |
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A Single WordA Poem by LuciCW: sexual abuse & self-harm - photo by tbhobi-blog (via. tumblr) |
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Young MotherA Poem by B. A. MayMusings on motherhood |
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Hey policeA Poem by AsiyaBetter make something of childhood disasters |
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Hey police, but in frenchA Story by AsiyaThis is what inspired me to write about trauma. As the language changes, the atmosphere follows |
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Bar HellA Book by Shikon Akuma OokamiA woman struggles with her past and emotions. A man struggles with accepting and expressing himself. Dark secrets revealed, a haunting past, and qui.. |
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that black hole no longer resides in meA Poem by Invisible Inkin describing depression and recovery |
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Feel Like MeA Poem by EliottTrigger Warning: depression, suicidality, sexual abuse |
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Learnt with Life..A Poem by OnlymeCan not seem to close the door completely on my pastit still haunts me even to this very day.I seem to go through good spells and bad times.where I am.. |
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SNOW GLOBESA Poem by LostShaken upI am a snow globeSparkles and debrisStill floating and spiralingIn my coreSome of it still dancesTo the tune of a songLong gone from my lifeB.. |
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Faith, Hope....A Poem by Onlyme9 months to the dayin the hospital waitingfor the birth in labourpushing and pantingand then she comesnot breathing.Gone quiet everythingmoving rushin.. |
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BreakthroughA Poem by ARpoetryBroken and damaged Is how she feels She sees her breakthrough moment Over there Each step feels like a crawl Barely making it Exhaustion .. |
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New Year RideA Poem by elle_cWhen celebrating New Year and wanting to be a responsible adult a friend drives you to his place where people will be meeting up, but soon it's not wh.. |
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And then...A Poem by OnlymeAll you hear is the ticking of the clock on the wall in the stillness of the silencethat is echoing in the room.No one is in. She is alone.Desperate a.. |
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HushA Poem by Scott SIt's been awhile since I've written here. Good to be back. Have spent 3 plus years as a Forensic Child Interviewer at my county Child Abuse Center. .. |
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Sheep in the Lion's DenA Poem by Meghan ReneeI can still see his fingerprints They litter my body like a brandAs if I am a bruised jersey in an old western I am someone else'sTo be sold, to be bo.. |
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