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BE TRUE TO YOURSELF FOLLOW YOUR HEART

This poetry book is about my inner deep worries and stresses and brings out in words

Soul Survivor solutions volume # one Poetry by Angela Pearl Erickson 1. Doom 2008 2. Anger 2008 3. What’s wrong with me July 10th 2008 4. Two Faced 2008 5. The Cave of your life December 29th 2009 6. The light in one's eyes January, 20th 2010 7. Interference of the heart 2010 8. Virtual Reality life August 15th 2010 9. Shame August, 15th 2010 10. Soul Illusion August 15th 2010 11. Hate August 15th 2010 12. Death August 15th 2010 13. Pain of the Game August 23rd 2010 14. Hearts Falling Apart September 1st 2010 15. The path of the Unforsaken March 3rd 2011 16. Deception January 27th 2011

Introduction My name is Angela pearl Erickson: I grew up in Utah and I have been going threw Emotional Breakdown issues for the past five years and when I write it takes the stress out of my life. I have always been a writer, But it has never came out the way I wanted to till recently. But now I am finding that this is helping me buy putting it out the way I have been.


August 6th 2011

Soul Survivors solutions

By Angela Pearl Erickson

May 31st 2011

Soul Survivors

Soul Survivors are who we are!

Faith, Divine Nature, Individual Worth

Knowledge , choice and Accountabilities, good works and Integrity.

We strive to be the best that we can be. Truth , Humanity and Justice for all. Truth ,Humanity and Justice for all we believe kiddos rock and don’t fall happiness and laughter fits the call.

Woo hoo woo hoo

Soul survivors yeah.




2008

DOOM

I am full gloom for I am doomed. To live in a life that won’t extend better a-far. I want a place, I need a job I can’t find what I want to call. My husband is having a nasty affair. I guess I deserve, It’s my fault. I lived in sin because of him. He didn’t want me more than his beer. I became a cursed one, Because I need to feel loved.

I needed a person who wanted me… My husband left me.

By now I am stuck in a place and a life, I am scared it will never change. Will I be stuck with nothing at all. Because of ones who wanted it more. Its hard to get what you want or what you need when it has fallen and won't appear.

I feel that all we have is us, But that is never enough. We need a place to call a home, we need a job that no one will control.

I want to work with Animals because they don’t try to compete.


I work to live and take care of them all! life was good but not no more. All we have is pain and it's just getting worse. Never will tell if it will ever get better or you end up in hell. Now I feel like I lost something Someone I have lost something, or someone has stolen and won’t give it back. Befor she is all gone. I need help from someone above. my life is in shambles I need to know what the big secret is.

Angela Pearl Erickson 2008

Anger Ugliness is what I am, Anger , Hate and prosecution is all I am. I can’t get out of the hell I feel, I pray I cry I carry on but it never works my inner is ill. I hate to live in the never ending nightmare. when will it stop when will I heal. I want to have a happy life with my kids and Husband if he appears. Life is just a never ending darkness and black. I keep on falling and I can’t see the end. I want to live in a better life, I need to be better wife.

Angela Pearl Erickson


7/10/2008 WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME

I feel like my life is secret. I feel that no one loves me. Just a glow and never finding happiness and real love. I can’t feel what real love feels like, Because I seem to never find it, I want a man who sees past the glow, I want one that sees only me. One that loves me happy and even sad. One that looks at me the same even without teeth. One that shows me that he loves me in the look he gives me. In the touch and in his words. I want unconditional Love, one with no strings attached, I want to love. I can’t feel it anymore, so how can I look past it. I want a man that I can trust, one that tells me how he feels. Will I find him???? I want a man who loves me even though my body is no longer perfect. One that says I love every part of you no matter what. One that sees my inner beauty makes up for the beauty he sees no more. Loves my children equally not more that the other.I want that will make me laugh not cry. One that will let me be me and not hide.


How can I be the best I can be if they won’t let me. What do I need to choose.


TWO FACED They took the man that once loved me. They made me destroy the family that was once close to me.The vision of the man would come in and play pretend. I feel like a slut of the 21st Century. I feel as if there is too many boundaries interfering with me.The banshees of the head game frame won’t let be the same and they don’t virtually realize those dreams belong to me. I left the place that I so loved. Because of a family I thought loved me. Because of egotistical men that called me eve.



12/29/2009

THE CAVE OF YOUR LIFE In the deepest darkest cave of our life There is someone with strength and not eyes. All in the end you will meet him. When life begins, The veil of your life you can never depend on the men. All you can do is make it thru the cave of your life. All that will win is the ones who won with a life of sin.The lies hurt worse than pride. They shiver they shake until your heart breaks. They never send they only pretend. Instead of looking in your heart and see what you have became from one to another. They only see each other in the cave of there lives. Darkness may fall when down the hall, Complete what you need. That you break and turn around, light will shine in your heart. The cave of our lives grow deeper in pain, and what they can bring. All that they see is a dragon within, All that you want is a knight to help the fight. But the dragon is stronger than the Knight.

Angela Pearl Erickson 12/20/2010


THE LIGHT IN ONE'S EYES In the Light of the silvery night was the night when my eyes first met you. I went for a walk in darkness and bringing me fright. All that was there was a thought in my head, Clock struck three and the silence did bring me fright in my heart and fight. Turned our night to fright by the look in your eyes, the world felt like it stood still. When I awoke what I saw was a joke. When I looked in your eyes my heart made a pound and the light did not sound. The darkness began in the hands of a man trying to make his own stand. In the heart of my home when my strife turned to night. Because my heart burned out the light of the one in my sight. By the light of the silvery moon the image I see is a nightmare to me. The love of a man turned me to sand. All that I see is a frown because of the clowns that took over the town. Hopefully it will all come to an end The silvery moon will turn to a warmth of a hand. Dark turns to light and are life turns to right.



Interference of the heart Went to a place where all of life was a game, That everyone sees and everyone plays. I feel I am living in nothing white. The voices and noises are not polite. They sound like cries screams and yells.They sound like they all live in hell. They turn off the lights and all they see is the frights of these nights. There trust turns to lust and as there life is all dark. Because of their hearts has all turned cold and all grows so old. All that we see is the color of gold. Then comes to green all has been seen one turns mean and all are not seen. Blackness sets in and none see the light just the screams of night. Because whom they trust looms into the gloom and all innocence is lost. The lock in there heart gets broken by sight. The voices of the night bug day and night. The one that they trust needs to forget about lust. Need to fight off pride and vengeance and being denied. get back to the source, and open there own door.




08/15/2010

Virtual Reality Life

When in darkness the path to forgiveness your life flashes before your eyes.

You see all the places in time, you get caught up in the life you once had. You forget about the life you left behind, the one you once had. You forget your love , your life and your time with pleasant dreams you sink deeper in the realm of broken promises.

All you want to do is hide from your time and grow deeper in aroma of your life.

When your loved ones decree from the lost memories

The time does pass and the haunting of your past is all you can think of to let the time pass.

When you feel like you are trapped in a box, the moment does come at last when the box will crash and all the pain, fear and blame turns to shame. One push and a shove with a glove your heart kindles your shame.


ANGELA PEARL ERICKSON

08/15/2010 SHAME

The voices of dread that go off in your head, is a cry for help. When the deception you choose may it win, may it loose. The time and life forever, you feel trapped and alone In your world and your insanity begins and it wins. The friends that you choose is the friends that you loose in the triangle of time. The milestones of life cut like a knife, Peace is if you wake up without fight. When your head looks sain is when they use it in vain, They that does blames makes it shame. The voices of the day they will betray,Because they are made of clay.


They always believe they need to make you grieve. Because it is hard for you to believe. They take all your fear and wash it away, and then they make you live a life of sin. When you think it's ok they turn it to blame, The game that they store makes you feel like a hore. None does adore, the life he gives is taken in sin. From the heart of your part, and the role that you keep, is the role that they steal , because they don’t feel. They listen and watch and their hatred is caught, for the one who carries the name of blame. They all get upset when it is not even caught they throw out the pain and they think its gain and they claim to be sane. But it's only there shame Because of the worthless, senseless game shame.

ANGELA PEARL ERICKSON 08/15/2010

Soul Illusion


When you think of what you think is the truth of your future sense of the demons of the sight. When the life that you claim is taken in vain and the pain that they give has no cause. All the souls that are around you is lingering in your mind. When you try to unwind your positive light gets taken over in the negative life. Your life begins to be in the hands of the one who brings hate. When the light of your night it brings them delight The demons of light takes pleasure in the faults that is right.


Hate They pretend to be a friend, but they always betray in the end. They always say wait, but they never compensate because they hate. Now they have the one that gave you love, They never stop they just punt the one they called gin is a nimb. They take it all they never call and they make you fall.


They sit and spit and make you feel like shit, on the dreams you need to recall, when they see the way to be they won't remember they are not glitter all they do is wilter with the bitter cup of lust. If you don’t want to be a freak never ever repeat, when the day is done and all is gone they always shoot, but when they are blue they always call for you. Never wait you’re just bait. Don’t ever get too close to the gate! It's always open in the end they never break just hate. Bitter and cold and growing old then they will finally let you show. The dream is lost and you're the cost, That is why they want you to die, there is not light just fight.


DEATH They take your life and make it bright, but in the end your soul is dead. And now to six they write with styx, They give you hope and make you choke.


Because they think your a joke.Because they need a better one, because you identity is lost. The family you see you believe, they think you need to bleed. They think cuteness will seed,They break their vows with steed, that they think they all need. When you find the face that does not betray, that you miss they take and break your soul. When all hope is lost the office gets pissed off, Because the fight you have won turns to none. They take away what makes you whole, all they are is a stinking goal. All the rounds that they have lost, all it does is make them cost. on the game that one can win, it makes dreams and hope lost.

Angela Pearl Erickson 08/23/2010

Pain Of The Game The evils of the past shattering your life like glass. Taking your imagination and turning into trash.


Not understanding the pain that you throw, not understanding your dreams, and turning your happiness into fears and making your days into years.Because of you not wanting to lead. Taking happiness and turning it into tears, The deception that they breath they turn it into to disgust and greed. Because of what they think they need, The illusion of your life and making it hard to walk around with your head held high. Because of the Demons of the night and making your skies not so bright, because they think they need your light.

They Joke about your life and making your gold of life into lust.

Making you just feel pain, because they cannot take the blame for the feelings they only know how to throw. They take over the core of your feeding soul. When will they stop being so cold? With there head games that they only know. ANGELA PEARL ERICKSON


September, 1st 2010 HEARTS FALLING APART The ties that bind your heart to mine,

Breaks off with the will to survive the darkness of our minds.

When in pain your life gets weaker and weaker. There is no where to turn all you feel is burn of what is right, when all that you long for is a


love of a knight who will fight for the right of forever.

Being of truth and right For your kids to be happy and to be who they

are in the longing of freedom for this senseless war. Between you and me what they are waiting

for. Darkness to fall when they would fall apart

and takes your heart. When you look around, no happy sound of

hearts that are not bound. You unwind in time , but the cause is from

pain , greyness ,darkness and shame. When you look back on your life to figure out

when , and why it all fell apart. There is no explanation of the

HEARTS FALLING APART




March 3rd 2011

The Path of the Unforsaken As we sit and drive down a path of yet to come, We think to ourselves,will we sink? because we oh so stink! Did we leave the stress behind ? that we feel about our cells. How will it be to start anew? Bypass tales that are so not true. Will there be an easy way or will it even count. It is very hard to dwell in doubt for heavens sakes well walk it out. To rekindle the pain that was put in vain when the lights were dim and zingy zollabem I blame it on him. Twitter twatter idiot doo it would be nice to leave kalamazoo.


When it only makes sense to you. ANGELA PEARL ERICKSON


You look around and what you see is simple in the mind of thee.

But in the corners and crevices of the unknown to the unforeseen, the things you hear that are not seen is the fear of your mind that makes you blind.

You see the world as you know it, now the blankness of your thoughts of what could be.

A dent in your heart is something green.

When the world comes crashing down , there is something un for seen in the middle of your crown.

The pain I feel is a drowning in my bed. all because of the life in my head.

The creature of the darkest depth come creeping from the sewer trap

they crawl and gnarl from there own hell in the middle of the dell.


The fear unspoken nightmares claim the feelings of being stuck in a well but nothing but darkness a swell the cold dark feeling of being trapped in a wall of brick.





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