They tell me it will be all right
and for a moment, I am smiling
held by their belief and safety
until the door opens and I can feel
the cold waiting and his unsmiling eyes
blinding the future with hate.
They say I will learn to trust
again, I try to hold myself within
the shelter they've created,
but where do I go from here ?
It's so easy for others to believe,
without really understanding the depth
of terror that lives in each breath taken,
whether it be night or day.
No one can see unless they have seen
the eyes of one who has been
to hell and back and even then,
unless the door only swings one way,
There is always a way to come back in
if only in remembrance of the promises,
he made when she left.
(c) Debby Sorensen Carlson
4/16/2007
and for a moment, I am smiling
held by their belief and safety
until the door opens and I can feel
the cold waiting and his unsmiling eyes
blinding the future with hate.
They say I will learn to trust
again, I try to hold myself within
the shelter they've created,
but where do I go from here ?
It's so easy for others to believe,
without really understanding the depth
of terror that lives in each breath taken,
whether it be night or day.
No one can see unless they have seen
the eyes of one who has been
to hell and back and even then,
unless the door only swings one way,
There is always a way to come back in
if only in remembrance of the promises,
he made when she left.
(c) Debby Sorensen Carlson
4/16/2007
Author notes
This was actually written about how to trust but.. as it wrote itself, it became more of how does one find the trust after abuse and the fear and his last words and .. anyway. It became more of a separate piece that didn't fit the theme of the contest anymore so here it is. Just for the record.. this is past. Trust came with Christ and His healing. d
A contest entry
- The Pain Before The Healing {Now Open To Prewrites} by Viyanna Rosemarie.
800 points, ended May 8, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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thank you so much for your wonderful entry into this contest and i wish you the best of luck in the judging. viyanna rosemarie
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instense
Thank God the door does not only swing one way and we can return to the beauty and simplicity of us before the terror. Only in our wonderful Lord is such a return possible.
Beautifully done. There is no trust after abuse if there is no love of Christ in our life.
Love and hugs,
Joanne
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Jo..
Yes... without Christ.. I would be lost. Amen. Thankyou dear sister. I love you. d
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wonderful write! very honest, very touching. good job!

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Karen
God bless Karen. Thankyou.. debby
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this was awesome i love how there was a hidden message in this piece... it was great i loved it .... keep up the great work
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Krissy
Thank you so much Krissy.. blessings to ya.. debby
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Inspirational
Trust is an form of coping and God had said that if you trust in him, that he would protect you from the hardships that came after paradise was lost to man.
But redeemed if he should believe...

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darryl
thank you Darryl.. and you are right. Blessings. Debby
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Terrific
To be honest debby, until I read the author notes I thought that maybe you were talking about a soldier. I still loved this though! -
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True
Thank you True. I appreciate you. Blessings..d
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great write .. how are you..?
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Michelle
I am doing just fine.. thankyou for asking.. and for commenting.Hope you are well also. God bless. Debby
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