Through Darkness I’Ve Seen the Light

By Norma Wiebe

If you want to find out who a person really is, read something they wrote while fighting demons. They dont hold back feelings or emotions. Talking was never a strong suit of mine growing up. Even to this day I bottle my emotions and thoughts and have a hard time letting people in. Writing has always been my outlet, my counsellor, my best friend I told all my secrets too. These poems are the journey to my minds eye, to my core, to the me I was too scared to let people see. Explore my life with me.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Feb 28, 2015
• ISBN: 9781493102198

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Copyright © 2015 by Norma Wiebe.

ISBN:      Softcover      978-1-4931-0218-1

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Rev. date: 07/13/2015

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Contents

About the Writer

Faithful

Through darkness I’ve seen the light

You saved me

Make your own way

Only God came

Angel’s calls

Baptize me

God took my pain

Out of the dark

Kill my depression

Stigmata

I am

Another

Pushing God away

I will not surrender

God vs. the devil

Against the darkness

The courage to fight

Drowning in pain

Jesus you are

Time of depression

The devils grip

Scared to sleep

Depression hurts

The past

Broken teen

A sad life

Winnipeg sadness

Dark days

Sins

For the People in my life

Valeria

Alexia

L. Bodek

Unborn soul (January 5, 2008)

See the beauty in Rose

Brother of mine

Forget

High

G.P.R.S

Mijok Lang

The effects of war

Parish

Hospital room

Freedom is just one step away

Remember today as a day to remember

Lost boys of Sudan

Peace

South Africa

Poverty

The sea reaper

Heart of a soldier

Trying to deal

A prayer for help

No longer innocent

Piercings on the prom Queen

A pair of wings

Who am I?

Lacy

Cut out the bad

Night and true

Pray for me

Understand

Child of yours

Fallen from the heavens

What I need

Help me (I’m alone)

Anything I could

Love… or is it?

A line of red (for death and love)

Little dirty love song

A love untrue

Dreamer

Save me my love

Last forever

I’m afraid of…

Fluttering love

Where’s the love?

Happily ever after

The perfect love

Love that lasts forever

A love unseen

Try to love me

Without you

A little more personal

Proud to be me

Family portrait

Loneliness

Behind my eyes

My fall

Fight my enemies

My problems

Break the seed before it blooms

My sheets

Twenty-two years of a colourful rainbow

My shoulders

I see me

I smile

Clown

A little more brutal

Bloody sunset

Night before Christmas

Raped and a murder

Beast

Champagne glass of my blood

Aborted love

The way snow forms

The monster inside me

Hatred

Only the broken

Tears

Beaten by the storm

Thirteen

My feelings of love

See stars

Your feeling start with a bottle

Pit of my stomach

Should have known

Drunken slurs

A love that could never be

Will this love last?

The things I’d do for you

The truth of love

Waiting on you

A night of passion

Friday night

Silent gestures

Showed me stars

Tonight

The morning after

What you do to me

We are one

For writing

A stressed writer

Pain

Writers

My advice

I feared for my writing

Flesh of my own

What am I doing?

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I have enjoyed writing for as long as I can remember. One of my earliest memories of the first thing I wrote was my own version of the three little pigs but I remember mine being about squirrels. Poetry started to fascinate me when my brother started reading his poems to me. Although inappropriate, I found them amazing. I recall my sixth grade teacher asking me what I wanted to be when I was older, a writer is what I said. She told me I would have to start reading more, and that caused problems for me because I couldn’t properly read until I was nineteen years old. When I was in grade 9, my English teacher had us do a variety of writings. I was a shy and quiet teen, awkward around people and scared they would just put me down. I stayed in most lunch hours in my English class writing. She really helped me by doing this. As I grew older I wrote more. Writing helped me deal with teenage depression, but there was a moment in my high school life I could no longer deal with the depression, that I started doing something so unnecessary, but I realized that writing helped me more than any act of violence to others or myself ever could. I started to attend church again when I was a young adult, a year after high school. I wanted to be happier and I knew God could help me but at the same time I was afraid that if I became happy, my writing would suffer. So I tried to make myself depressed by thinking of the things in my past that have always bothered me. I realized that being happy wouldn’t make my writing suffer, it would make it stronger. A lot of these poems are influenced by movies or songs that I have heard, some are influenced by things I heard on the news and things that happen to average people that no one wants to talk about. There are poems in this book that may be a little harsh or disturbing to some, but they are things that happen all over the world to people that no one wants to talk about things like rape and neglectful parents. Not all of these poems are personal, and not all of these poems are written about things that have happened to people I know. They are about things that bother me, things I think about on a daily basis. Things that I wish would not happen to people or countries. These 130 poems are placed into 10 categories. They are the poetic journey of my short life from being a depressed teen to a struggling Christian.

Always and Forever,

Norma Wiebe

Faithful

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March 25, 2008

From a happy kid to a broken teen

I grew cold, dark, unhappy and mean

I’d have to fake smiles

And rather walk alone for miles

Than to deal with what I thought people thought of me

Than to deal with what I didn’t want to grow up to be

Many nights I stayed up alone

Crying in the dark wishing someone would phone

I had problems and needed to talk

But I was depressed and solid as a rock

Until the day God sent me a savior to break down this wall of stone Because he didn’t want me to be alone

Growing happier every day

Thanking God in every way

For taking the shadow out of my night

Through darkness I’ve seen the light

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October 3, 2007

You saw me in the shadow

Everyone else was blinded by the light

All alone but you heard my cries

Wiped the tears off of my eyes

Made me not want to say

I hate my life

I hate you all

I wish that I would just fall

You made me realize there’s more to life

Then just a rusted bloody knife

You’re my savior from above and you carry all my love

You’re a dim light within my shadow

The darkness that surrounds me

The light you lit got brighter

Every moment since we met

Loving you is something I will never regret

Happy from now

I will always be

Because you saved me

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