Crucified
Standing in my strength
Never wavering
I won’t back down
It’s my truth
Your version is distorted
Severely tainted with lies
Rewritten to suit your narrative
Full of greed
Never accepting responsibility
Self righteous
Indignity undefined
Desecration of mind
Manipulation
Words crucified
I would expect nothing less
From you
xoxo
me
8/27/2019
https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/130149259/posts/10367
Today’s prompt: Write anything around the theme or words: Crucified
Thebrokeninsideofme.com
Sara Hoffman
Again, your words speak to my broken heart. Narcissism is, at its roots, a spiritual lack, or the Jezebel spirit. Despite the abuse I took from my sister (almost landed me in a psych ward) and mother in law, people I thought to be friends-I still pray every day for her-at times I wrestle with just calling her and resuming the abuse, and your writing helps me to know that will NEVER be a choice. Blessings love.
Taylor Grace
Oh my, it’s amazing to me that power of my words carry such strength and weight. Your kindness is overwhelming, I appreciate you so much! Thank you ♥️ stay strong love, sending prayers and positive Vibes xoxo
Evolution of Self
Never think your life doesn’t matter
always be true to the RAW you Sara!
https://evolutionofselffeedyourhunger.wordpress.com
sirhanz
Wonderful writing as always. ❤
Taylor Grace
Thank you so so much Sir ♥️
Evolution of Self
The feeling of being entrenched deeper and deeper into quicksand
Thoughts the more you condemn yourself, crucified into a shattered reflection of dismay
What once was there remains broken and scared
The war you have been torn apart by reigns of Brimstone
Trying to crucify you into submission of fear
The choice to bow down and be crucified into persecution or RISE ABOVE!
I know where I stand the question is…Do You?
Flow like thee element which gives Life…WATER
Alex
Taylor Grace
Love that Alex! I do know, and I continue to rise with the waves that attempt to crush me xoxo
Evolution of Self
Thank You Taylor
Sometimes I just start writing and watch as things unfold and mold into shape.
As the Quill is to the hand the mind is to the your life force of continous infused energy.
Slainte
Taylor Grace
I completely understand that, I do the same and when I go back and read it I am surprised at what comes out. It takes on a life of its own, I am simply the instrument capturing the words to share. Writing is a beautiful thing isn’t it?
Evolution of Self
Yes it is has so many dimensions of thought and expression.