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Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

Emily Dickinson

1183

Step lightly on this narrow spot—
The broadest Land that grows
Is not so ample as the Breast
These Emerald Seams enclose.

Step lofty, for this name be told
As far as Cannon dwell
Or Flag subsist or Fame export
Her deathless Syllable.

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

My dislocated heart

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

Anecandu

My dislocated heart

My heart was wrapped in satin paper,
My treasure on a platinum platter.

My sacrifice, on your altar displayed,
My life as a reed fife played.

My only gift to give I made,
My invitation to love.. to live, unfrayed.

My gift misunderstood for a shiv of ivory.
My bonnie escaped a paradise free.

My little bird come back to me.
My nights and days I prayed for thee.

My bonnie was not in sight,
My heart reset each midnight

My dislocated heart on a path found,
My mouth rejoiced but nary a sound,

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

...9, 10, Begin Again

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

Jim Marchel

...9, 10, Begin Again

I long to call you lover
But I fail to call you friend.
Who'd have thought
That after all we've fought
We'd wind up at this bitter end?

Yet still you stay so close to me
Even though we're oceans apart.
But after what you've done
To prove I'm not the one
Our bitter end will be my start.

"Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end"

"Closing Time" - Semisonic

The title is a tribute to soldiers who serve abroad and are ran around on back at home.

#love #war #end #relationships #friend #lover #beginning #start

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

Pursuit

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

Tapiwa Individualist

Pursuit

Everything that has breath isn't something to last forever.
Time here on earth is limited.
Follow your passion;that very thing that makes your heart skip beats.
Love yourself inside out,embrace your flaws and let them rest in your strengths.
Living life to please others is a waste of breath.
We leave this earth individually and if we have to leave it with regrets then we'll bear the pain alone.
Live in such a way that when you're taking your last breath,your heart will be at peace at its last beat.

#life #passion #pursuit #pursue

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

Anger

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

Stephanie Martinez

Anger

Do not be a prisoner of anger
held captive with the chains of hate
bound with the idea of isolation
stuck in a hole of desperation.
This burden is only a weight
and once released
will set you free
with wings so beautiful
you’d never believe you were ever so meek

#anger #freeing

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

Mt Victoria

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

the isolate slow faults

Mt Victoria

Through the tunnel
where safety lights diffract
and our cigarettes filter the exhaust fumes

where oil forms rainbows on concrete
and lilacs grow through the cracks

these incandescent heartbeats
in passing cars, passing by

and you lightly, like
a dragonfly,
realigning
to catch the light
in your half opened eye.

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

pity party

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

ZL

pity party

I have become a disappointment to my self
filled with pride, afraid to ask for help

my addictions have grown beyond size
I am unsure if I can still rise

obstacles laugh at me
they invite me to a party of pity

I reject the invitation
for enough demons I am already facing

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

navigator

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

--nika

navigator

you navigated your way
into my heart,
where your map said,
"X" marked the spot.
you broke the walls,
that were once built so high,
dug in deep,
to find the treasures within
and when you finally did,
you took a piece of it
and left a mark
as you navigated your way back
to your home unknown,
or to another lover's heart.

#love #heart #lover #leaving #loving #knowing #mark #navigator #hugot

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

Hugs Not Drugs

Sep 2016 Mrs Mortician

SøułSurvivør

Hugs Not Drugs

Confessions of a former drug addict

I was an alcoholic
Did drugs into the night
I started at 11
Did anything in sight
'Til my brain was addled
I wasn't very bright
Soul sickness was my problem
Did not know wrong from right
But Jesus healed my spirit
I finally saw the light

I started as a bartender
For my family do's
I catered to their parties
And I began to use
I served up martinis
They could not refuse
Made 'em good and strong
Began with one or two
Soon I became drunk
And started to abuse

Then I did white crosses
Marijuana trees
I did angel dust
Also known as ***
No ******* or ******
But I did LSD
Discovered yellow jackets
And drank peyote tea
I couldn't ever get enough
And that was all for me
At 14 years old
It was catastrophe
Then I found religion
Known as Scientology
It was total *******
But I finally broke free!

I went for years not drinking
Had no acid trips
I loved a natural high
And no drug passed my lips
But life has twists and turns
Much pain and great hardship
I had to run away
Just took a couple sips
Embarked upon a journey
On substance abuse ships

I finally found the needle
******. *******.
I preferred the uppers
Manic highs obtained
I found I could not get away
And so my soul was stained

Then I started smoking it
I liked that best of all
It was like the peak of bliss
That high I still recall
But with every High
There's always a hard fall

I tried Scientology
The SRF and more
But my soul was very sick
Rotten to the core
I was finally Shipwrecked
On a hostile shore
I tried AA and Rehab
But they could not restore
Beaten down to nothing
I was finally floored

Then I met my Jesus
And I was so inclined
To go to church 3 times a week
And the Spirit shined
Gave water to my thirsty soul
My very bones aligned
He restored my body
And He restored my mind
When I finally broke free
Of the religious grind
No matter how the roads will turn
How they wend and wind
I have seen the valley
Mountains I have climbed
Now I know within my soul
His Mercy I will find

And so Jesus saved me
It happened overnight
I woke up a different person
With the strength to fight
I have new eyes to see now
He's restored my sight
No longer in deep Darkness

I have seen the light!*

SoulSurvivor
(C) 9/3/2016

Drugs are not the answer. Any drug. And cutting can be a drug too! It is foolishness to think you can "just say no". I tried and tried to no avail to do that. Without Jesus's help I was totally bereft. I tried every treatment program in the book. Nothing helped me. Especially not religion. I now have a relationship with Jesus Christ. I talk to him everyday. Sometimes even when I'm angry and hurt with him. I tell him so. I have a very difficult life. But I'm not using or drinking. And I have joy beyond anything I've ever experienced! Yes I have my bad days. But my bad days now are better than any good day that I had on drugs. I did almost anything to get those horrible shackles. But now Jesus has broken them off of me... I'm finally FREE!!!

I haven't been on the site and I apologize to everyone for not responding to their commentary. And I haven't been reading. I've just been extremely busy. Thank you for understanding.

I love and pray for you all!

♡ Catherine

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#addiction #life #god #death #suffering #jesus #struggle #christ #alcoholic #survivor