Tags Healing
bladesA Poem by CoccinellidaeTending to my wounds, with graceI put my own hand on my heart, instead of yoursYou remember, the picture we tookof your handon my heart Your hand had.. |
Envelope tearsA Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..Poem of Jesus rescuing me from all the pain from heartache and a manipulating relationship I was in. |
In need of healingA Poem by kelvinLike flesh woulds and scares with time all things can be healed, so they say. Then why do we die or cry sometimes from a broken heart of a loved.. |
The Call Of The WildA Poem by The Iron HorsemanWhen the beauties of the natural world speak to you... |
RainA Poem by NaomiI used to fear the rainWhen the skies would open I would close my eyesAnd think of sunI used to think if I let myself feelThe water pouring forthIt mi.. |
Your Best Friend AnxietyA Story by ZeroJust another small story. Anxiety is hard to deal with, trust me I know. These are just some thoughts and feelings about dealing with it. |
When angels turn to demonsA Poem by TamikaWhen angels turn to demons, instead your head, just know that this is making you stronger, even if it means today you can't leave your bed. .. |
I UnderstandA Poem by indiscreetisI am sick and I am tired Of being told who I am by others who claim to understand me. Understand? How is it that you can comprehend the comp.. |
WoundsA Poem by ThisismythearpyJust a middle of the night writing about how time doesn't really heal all wounds. Just a small something. |
A Remorseless DancerA Poem by Write CatSo far but yet so near.... |
At The GateA Poem by Melinda McQueenAt The Gate The river still flows at full strength And awaits the ones who believe. With power and might, Healing is in si.. |
While I Was AwayA Poem by Patrick RamseyThe way of the heart. |
A letter of gratitude to the Good men.A Story by MariaIn spite of the bad that exists within this world ,God allowed me to meet a few good guys throughout my life and am grateful towards each of them. |
Our Jehovah RaphaA Poem by Melinda McQueenOur Jehovah Rapha Tender in mercies, They are new each day. In Him we believe To take our pain. He reigns on hi.. |
claustrophobia is a six-letter wordA Poem by rosieectnineteen years // how i fell apart |
battlefieldA Poem by rosieectnineteen years // how i fell apart |