Tag: onevoice

Words So Powerful

If you had to give up one word that you use regularly, what would it be?

Hello all, or one, or just me musing to myself. I have had a break from here for a while, too much going on, mostly in my head, but that is quite often the case. Dramas, crisis, mountains to molehills. Anyway I always pop on and have a look see what’s occurring and todays little prompt, prompted me to ….return……

HATE is the word I would happily give up here and now, it is a strong emotive word that evokes flashes of childlike behaviour but a mix of dark thoughts liberally sprinkling to paint a black scene.

As a child you hear the normal playground ‘I hate you, you smell’ five minutes later best friends. That is when it starts, as a teen I looked in the mirror and said aloud to an empty room I hate you, the seed is watered. I hated my hair, I hated my face, my choices, it ate away at me. And it grew stronger

I would catch site of myself and mutter go away I hate you. I found the word slipped to easy I hated food I hated places at times I hated life.

I do wonder if this negative word is what has drawn so many negative people into my life and therefore given me a negative outlook and life. I try to look on the bright side but since I have had to use a wheelchair, the bright side is behind a high wall and just can’t see over it . So I hate the wheelchair, see on and on it goes.

The word HATE is one that serves no purpose for me I have learnt after many years and many tears to look into a mirror into my own eyes and change my words to –

“Hey Good Looking” “What’s up Buttercup, You Look Pretty Good Today” a different approach in words has made me feel a million times better well ok at least 1000 times better

Positive words positive thoughts.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that. -Martin Luther King Jr

I am but one voice

So staring at this blank screen is like staring at my life,

The past once so full and rich has gone, cut off with a knife.

A Metaphor you’re thinking for something I have lost,

No, my dear, I can answer, a knife, a boot, but a fist the most.

I am now invisable, a remnant of myself,

left broken and alone gathering dust upon a shelf.

Domestic Violence is a crime and should be punished I agree,

But with PTSD and left disabled, alone in another town why should it be me?

Bitterness has turned to please Karma where have you gone?

Have you abandoned me also? I have been alone for, oh, so very long.

Or do I not exist, from the time he walked out the door?

I want to be seen, my story told, no longer invisible, it’s time now to be bold.

Take a stand, well a wheelchair for me, Abuse and Violence needs to stop NOW.

I am but one voice lost , my children and I were moved safely somehow.

We are lucky, some are not, I am not complaining , I’m alive.

Its heartbreaking to think of those that don’t survive.

So if you have been affected, or feel the pain in some way

Don’t you think its time we stood together united have our say.

Man or woman it matters not bullying should be no more

Life should be for love and laughter, show hatred out, shut the door.

Kim Louise 2021