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Rachel Marney

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Sixth Birthday

Dear Avie, Happy 6th Birthday my sweet. It’s hard to believe you’ve been gone longer than you lived. I wish I could grow wings and fly up there. What I would give for another chance to be with you. My heart aches. It always will. I’m so proud of you. My love. You saved so many people. You saved me. The ocean waves crashing. Rocks and sand. Sea shells tumble towards me. I wish you were…

Poetic Pain

Dear Me, You’ve been experiencing soul gains. Growing pains. Bitterness will keep you from flying. Poetic pain. The world’s been trying to take your identity. My love you are not up for the taking. The best you is still in the making. You’re the masterpiece. The perfect design. Leave the misery behind. You’ve been carrying too many burdens. Release. Believe. You deserve great things. Just breathe. You are finally free. XoXo- Me

A Reason For Everything

Dear Me, Release me from the immortal death grip. Cut the cord. No more shame. Purge the pain. This is your time to heal. Mend your heart ache. Breathe. It will all be ok. You’re a survivor. A fighter. This is not the end. This is the beginning. Remember there’s a reason for everything. XoXo- Me

Skin Deep

Dear Me, Anxiety tugs at your brain. The shivering sweat leaves your body like a torrential downpour. Post traumatic stressing. Flashing back to when the darkness held you in-between its teeth. It carried you off. Swept you off your feet. There was nothing sweet about where it took me. It drained you of the life you had left. Whispers of wicked lies were told about a bright new future to keep you bound to the…

A Happy Life

Dear God, Why do bad things keep happening to me? There’s been plenty of good but the darkness keeps creeping back up on me. Weaseling its way under my skin. Consuming me from the inside out. Take away the bad thoughts. They are trying to control me. I can’t take all of this pain. The suffering. Tear jerking. All alone. The quietness of this empty theatre eats its way through me. Please gift me strength…

Battling Grief

Dear God, Help me get rid of the bitter taste. The sour fruit of death lingers. Taking my identity. Stripping me of my sanity. Testing my faith. Every day is spent battling grief. I need you more than ever. I am so very lost. Incomplete. I’ve been robbed of my happiness. Everything’s been taken from me. Deep cuts of pain radiate through me. Bleeding. My love is leaking. Bring me into your arms. Swallow me…

Me Too

Dear Me, Once upon a time you had a family. You were happily married. Living the American Dream. Your daughter passed away when she was two. Childless. Divorced. Me too. It’s a scary place out there. Don’t be afraid. I’m so proud of you. Smile you’ve made it. You needed to take chances in order to start living. The cost of losing it all is priceless. Even when you start to feel fulfilled continue to…

Forgiveness

Dear Me, The fresh sun touched air fills my lungs. My body’s been craving the sun. The light. The slightest fills me up. I’m sorry that I’ve been so out of touch. It’s all been a little too much. I have to forgive. Let go. Love. It’s the only way. I refuse to drown in the ground. I don’t blame you for not knowing how to comfort me during my deepest days of mourning. I…

The Hands Of Time

Dear God, I know you can hear my tears falling down my face, resting upon my lips. The sweet bitter taste. This has been my body’s way of trying to cleanse me of the pain. Help me rise above the rubble. Set me free. Banish my misery. There is no turning back the hands of time. I can’t press rewind. Help me move forward. Allow me to live everyday as if it were my very…

Healing Starts With Me

Dear Me, It is time to self-doubt yourself clean. Ridding yourself of unhealthy things. No longer living in a broken reality. You are stronger now. You’ve overcome the worst of things. Reinventing yourself. Loving. Living. Surviving. Clean breathing. Lungs. Heart. Fluttering. You have found a new love. The kind of love that keeps your heart beating. This life has so much more to offer you. Choices. The many choices. Soon you will see the truth.…