A collection of my poetry that I have written over the past years, as well as months. Themes come from parts of my life, such as hurt, grief, codependency, and experiencing the love of God. All poetry is of my original work.
Sometimes I still think about the moments that subtly helped me cope. They weren’t monumentous, they aren’t etched in stone for tourists to view or for historians to decipher, but they are the little things that meant so much to me. I look back and sort of desire to have them back, why, though? Possibly because those were the moments that became all that I knew. They have become a familiarity to me to remember that the darkness within me had peaks of light. If I had realized then that I wasn’t so alone, would I be a different person now? Or because I cried out, wondering why this was all happening to me, asking God “why me? why me?” helped me to now see I will never be alone, nor do I truly want to be. God was with me then when I couldn’t see Him, when I wish I could have, but now I know that He will always be with me, when I can sense Him or not. Though I look at the memories with a tearful smile, I will choose not to look at the past as something better, but as a learning experience, and something I can lend to someone else.
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