I have a hard time believing that i wrote this and that it still never gets old. I read it every day.

I am glad you can relate and take some solice from the boy warrior.

rich

for many of us, It may be hard to relate to or even concieve.

The hate, darkness, loathing, shame, and fear are still too powerful for me.

I want to beleve that I can be healed, that the different parts of my Identity could somehow pull together and be best friends agian to be whole. Oh God!! I pray for that every day!

That somehow I could release all the hate and anger and confusion I feel towards my abusers. Aahhhrrg!!!

and find peace and hope, and purpose in it's wake.
To somehow be redefined in a bright new way.
Oh sweet Jesus please save me.

Thank you Rich, Your Poem has given me a glimmer of hope

thank you for the comments on the boy warrior. to be a little philiosophical. when one see a glimmer of hope - one only needs to approch it to see the glimmer grow brighter and bigger. Run towards it and and embrace and it will embrace you.

thank you again.

Thank you all again