The last few lines were really powerful to me, this is a very good poem, well done. lotsa luv farrah

Ok....wel first off i have to tell you that if there weren't a God i wouldn't be sharing my testimony with you right now. He loves you hun. And sometimes he puts us through stuff so that we will come out stronger. No he doesn't do anything bad or allow evil because he is a god of good. Well let me start. First off let me share with you my mom was in prison for 11 years of life. I only had contact with her once a month. I don't know my dad but i found out a while ago that he died because his liver failed. You see he loved his drugs more than me. I was raped from the time i was 9 until 11. And no one would do anything. Let me back up i lived with my grandma and uncles. I was raped by one of my uncles continuously. And the others were physically and verbally abusive. How do you think i felt? I was crushed. I started to cut myself A LOT. I hated who I was and i was bulimic. I didn't even want to wake up in the morning because i didn't want to see what lay ahead. So basically i was a dead girl walking. I was hopeless and selfish (so people said) i had no where to go... i was lost and broken. I was on the verge of death. You know when your standing on a cliff and just as i was about to jump i realized that there was so much more i could be and soo much more i could become. I started feeding and leaning into him. And he changed me and yes hun you can also be reached. God created every single thing about us and everything on us. therefore its perfect because it was through his eyes that it was seen. Im here im standing here...im living for him. and hell yeah its gonna be hard because everyone attacks chrsitians because they know that we have something and that its a wonderful thing nd their to stubborn to believe in Jesus and his miracles. And for those people i am soo sorry for because they will spend an eternity in hell NEVER being able to feel god's love again.

The last few lines are awesome...an dtrust me i know how you feel...i once was in this stage where i felt i couldn't be healed. but god has such a bigger plan for your life....look at me

Its a good poem i like it :)

I sooo know wat ur tlkin bout itz awesome

Ive been in exactly the same situation, n this poem really moved me

I understand where your coming from
my life is hellllllllllll and yes i am a christian and yes i do go to church , but i dont beleive wat they r saying because here lately god hasnt answered any of my prayers and i am left here in this shithole having to livewith my abusive step dad and i know how it feels
so next time you go to cute urself, get a rubberband and pop it on ur wrist until it hurts really bad because wen i went to skool with my arms cute, everybody thought that i waz freaky and that i waz weird so now when i pop myself, it doesnt leave any scars and everybody thinks that im all better because my arms are all clear so just remember wat i said and take care
smooches

Wow thts powerful, gd writin keep it up xxx

This was a great poem, I could personally relate so much. I really wanted to thank you for the comment. I gave this a 5/5, also I wanted to tell you that i absolutely love your quotes I always see them. Keep up the great work. Hope to read more by you soon.
As always,
Left_2_Die

It spoke to me 5/5

I can totally relate!!! I really don't believe in god anymore and I go to church all the time and what they say just seems like a lie to me. I know how you feel and it sucks but eventually things will get better you just have to look at all the postives in life, hold your chin up high, grit your teeth and plunge into it all...it helps...alot. I don't cut my wrist anymore b/c on thanksgiving break just this year i got into a huge fight w/ my dad and I went and cut my wrist a few times and my dad found out. I started screaming at him and kicked him a few times till he fell. My friends had been over and I had been screaming so bad that they were scared, that and they saw the blood all over the walls...I really spooked them that day. After that I moved out and I won't talk to my dad anymore and I live at one of my friends house. You shouldn't cut your wrist...ppl will care someone will and you could end up losing someone by doing that. Instead of cutting go get drunk or something that's what I do now...b/c the only thing you can think about in the morning is that your head hurts and you want some medacine for it, it helped me when I thought I needed to cut myself...maybe you should do it too, but hey different things work for different ppl. I thought the poem was excellent!
~Danni~