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I feel prompted to share with you all this amazing poetry from Diana Rasmussen. When I read this it grabbed me and I realize how often we might ‘turn the other cheek’ on our ‘neighbors.’ I think about the three women who were recently rescued in Cleveland, OH and wonder how many moments occurred among neighbors that something ‘just didn’t seem right’?
God gave us all a gift – intuition and instinct. Don’t let these gifts go to waste. Learn to trust these gifts – they could save your life or others. There is also a wonderful Safety Plan at the end of this post.
Blessings
Shannon
not much of a neighbor she kept to herself
When the sun went down the fights would start
noises travel in a trailer park
I went over one day with cookies in hand
saw the fear in her eyes
said I’m afraid for you
I heard what he called you last night
what he’s doing just isn’t right
My door’s always open anytime day or night
I’m afraid for you
That night he came home smelled something amiss
he started screaming and yelling
I heard punching fists
Afraid for my friend I called 911
it was time for this to be done
I’m afraid for you
I heard what he called you last night
what he’s doing just isn’t right
My door’s always open anytime day or night
I’m afraid for you
She stood in the driveway
blood on her white gown
cops took him away
when I said I’m afraid for you
I heard what he called you last night
what he’s doing just isn’t right
My door’s always open
anytime day or night
I’m afraid for you
Thank you Jesus!
A few years back God even blessed me with a Godly husband, one who encourages and supports me. We play praise music together every week at Church. It is rather healthy I have ot say and I am forever grateful. But I had to learn what healthy relationships were and to establish boundaries in my life.