-
Kendra Bendewald shared a letter in the
Surviving Addiction group 1 months, 3 weeks ago I see you
Kendra BendewaldYou can see us on street corners
Or down the dark alleys
We are hardly a sight for sore eyes
We are dirty and vacant
With ripped clothes and sad faces
We wear this as our new disguise.
See some time ago
We were regular people
Until something in life got us down
Whether it heartbreak or money
Family or lack of
There’s something we needed to drown
The voices in our heads
That tell us we aren’t worth shit
Or The memories we just can’t move on from
Maybe it’s trauma or sadness
Or just basic madness
Fill in the blank with your own noun
It ripped us apart
And it spit out the pieces
And robbed us of all we once cherished
We were desperate for relief
So we followed the dragon
We got lost on the way; our souls perished.
Now as is probably Expected
Pretty much textbook
We burn bridges with selfish behavior
Some of us come back
And they find inner peace
And usually they call it their savior
But some of us misfits
The world has forgotten
We’re broken and fucked up
downright dirty and rotten
Someone or something has shattered our hearts
And we know that we’re never the same
So we escape all the pain
With powder or pills
And we find ourselves stuck in this game
We spiral and wander
Away from reality
And further down into the abyss
The people around us
eventually give up
Cause what’s even still there to miss?
We are just scumbags on street corners
Or down the dark alleys
We’re junkies; unfortunate souls
We fucked up, we get it
We don’t need reminded
Please shut up or spark up a bowlAdd electrolytes to your water and give yourself the hydration you need.details here
Kendra, this is so powerful but also heartbreaking. You are so worthy. I want to send you the biggest hug, and I hope you find the healing in your heart and the happiness in your life that you so deserve. Please also check out our resources page, theunsealed.com/resources. Sending you the biggest hug.
Sharing with some of our users that can give you some love as well @jablonskymatthewgmail-com @freeindeed-biblegmail-com @ssgomez4594
Subscribe or log in to reply
Kendra, this poem is raw and powerful. It is easy for others to judge a situation when they aren’t the ones to experience it, but they don’t realize the individual story that each person experiencing addiction has. You are so right that these individuals do not need reminders of what they’ve done at their worst, but instead deserve compassion and support. Thank you for sharing your story!
Subscribe or log in to reply
Kendra,
That is absolutely beyond beautiful 🌹
You hit the nail on the head in a lot of areas. I just want to share one with you, I’m sure you’ll understand.
I wrote this at correctional treatment facility in 2000, it’s called…
The Cloud:
I have this cloud inside my brain
That storms out loud with lightning and rain
That no one can take my cloud away
Cuz it drove me insane and left me stranded to say
That if I didn’t have my sanity to find
Then I would have nothing to look for in my mind
And if one day it was to be found
My life would run away without the slightest sound
Cuz I have never flown with a normal flock
And I only use this tone living from steel doors and locks
But even if I would attempt to survive
Just to hang in and try and stay alive
I’d live to be the biggest known fake
Hung on a thread for Life dear sake
So I wouldn’t know what to do without my cloud
That I fight so much keeping my problems endowed
Because my cloud makes me who I am
If this fog drifted away a brick wall would be my next jam.
So I will keep this cloud inside
Bottled away under the pressure I hide.
Love you Sis 😎❤️🩹💔❤️💔❤️🩹😎
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
Subscribe or log in to reply
That is amazing! I love the cloud reference too. Being a past frequent flyer in treatment facilities I remember the pink cloud lesson well
Subscribe or log in to reply
P.S.
You are an Angel
You guard with your life people such as myself, and you know the ones that are like us. Never give up, and when you’re feeling hopeless remember…
You have superpowers inside, just as Lauren Brill has spoken and written about. Please believe her cuz the woman knows what she’s talking about too. I have more respect for you than you’ll probably ever know.
God Bless
Subscribe or log in to reply