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Inspiration

My hope is that I can be an inspiration to other survivors of sexual violence, abuse and other forms of trauma. As we heal, we can come out of our dark cocoon, spread our wings and fly free from our past. On these pages, I hope to provide bits of wisdom that might benefit, comfort or inspire you along your healing journey.

I am including some poetry written by fellow survivors. Writing is a very POWERFUL form of therapy! My hope is that reading poems of fellow survivors might inspire you to write and experience this release yourselves.

See below for new material posted Sept. 21, 2006.

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God bless, Hope

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by AAS

Its why she stays longer than she should, knowing how uneasy his presence makes her feel.

Its why the girl would spend hours in a car

Arguing with a man she barely knows.

She could be killed.

She is aware that she can end it buy opening the door and leaving, but it makes her stay.

Its why she goes back when he hurts her so.

His kindness, his touch, his love only to feel that way Again. His glorious lies of a life together a beautiful picture--a masterpiece Painted with her blood.

She has nothing left but the hugs and kisses from strangers promising love for the night.

She learned not to cry or scream but to live with her heartache in silence.

She remembers when she had promised

Her heart to only one,

Her tears aren't of frustration or pain but for love.

Its why she looks into unknown men's eyes each night searching, searching, time and time Again for the one who will love her right.

This time he won't.

I became the butterfly. I got out of the cocoon, and I flew.

Lynn Redgrave

Frances Yvette Correa

Harmful Deceptions

You have caused harm to others for many years now.

And you get away with it, I don't see how.

You are always portrayed as a wonderful man.

But why can't they see you the way I can.

You're a horrible monster, I know who you are.

For all your bad deeds you belong behind bars.

We always go along when you claim to be insane.

But you know what? It's time to break the chain.

You always fool the police but not anymore.

Because a warrant has been issued and you're out the door.

My Cure Is Letting Go

Anger comes over me sadness overwhelms me

Memories consume me bringing back the pain

I so desperately want to mask

Amidst the desperation

I remember the bottle I pick it up

But I can't bring myself to open it

Wanting so much to

Put some pills down my throat

My arm starts to shake

Reminding me of my commitment

As I struggle

My mind is a blur of emotions boiling inside

Causing my eyebrow to twitch

And my mouth to go dry I'm feeling so sick

And the medication is at my fingertips

But I do not take it I let go of the bottle

I cry and with every tear that flows

The anger goes the sadness goes

My memories are set free

Because my cure is letting go

Fran is a brave, young (she's only 19), talented survivor. I hope you enjoy some of her poems. To learn more, please visit her Blog.

September 21, 2006

Songs and Whispers

Songs and whispers they

dance around in my head.

I am a child dreaming of a

magical place to escape,

from all the horrible

things going on, hoping they

will never happen to me again.

Songs and whispers

of a happy place to play,

have fun and feel no shame

or disgrace. A place where

all abused children go, to

escape the pain of the

unwanted touching of those

monsters hands.

Holding on

to that happy place where

songs and whispers put a

smile on each

of those children's face.

Written by: Marie Waldrep

Let me…

To my fighting brothers and sisters,

Let me fight with you,

And allow me to salute you….

To my fellow activists,

Let me advocate with you,

And allow me to thank you….

To the people encouraging survivors,

Let me encourage with you,

And allow me to be proud of you….

To the people educating others,

Let me educate with you,

And allow me to appreciate you….

To those that are shouting to the world,

Let me shout with you,

And allow me to honor you….

To those that haven’t found their voice yet,

Let me shout for you,

And allow me to mourn with you….

To empowering men and women,

Let me support others with you,

And allow me to be grateful for you….

To courageous individuals,

Let me be courageous with you,

And allow me to be treasure you….

To you, my beautiful friends,

Let me be strong with you,

And allow me to cherish you….

Sara Cook is an awesome survivor with a MySpace page called "Victims No More." Please click on either graphic for a link to her amazing, helpful blog. Sara is also a gifted poet, as you can see by the poem I've included below.

"You are like a butterfly,

A Caterpillar's dream to fly

So bust out of this old cocoon

And dry your wings off, Butterfly

Go ahead, and fly"

Dave Matthews

I have a precious survivor friend on MySpace who calls herself Angel...and she truly is! She wrote this beautiful poem:

To All

To all who have cried silent tears

From the abuse they kept hidden for all these years

To all who have wondered why

They had to go through what they did

To all those who have endured the pain

Of years of affliction upon them

To all of you we hold you close to our heart

For no child, nor anyone deserves

The scars their abusers left with them

To carry and hold onto for so long

So afraid the hurt held deep within

Broken hearts and wings so torn

You've felt so battered and scorned

Longing for comfort and safe arms to hold you

You took the blame they tried to give to you

It's not your fault what they say is not true

Your so very precious and dear

No matter what your abusers may say

You deserve to heal and be free from that pain

Let me wrap safe arms around you

Let me hold you until your pain subsides

And when the night seems to last so long

You feel the pain will never end

Remember someone cares for you dearheart

And someone holds you close to their heart

Crying tears with you right their beside you

My heart breaks deep down for you

Please know I care and if you need me I am there

For even if I am miles away

That will never change how I feel in my heart for you

Don't give up dearheart I will be here for you

And when you feel your strength is all but gone

That your fight you can't continue you on

Then reach out and I will offer you my strength

And together hand and hand we will continue on

You never have to walk it alone again

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