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I see strangers on the Internet talk about healing their inner child. It made me go inward. Think and think and think. About little me. Three, five, seven years old. What she wore what she ate what she watched on TV. How she danced, twirled on and on without a care in the world. And as I saw her in my mind's eye and felt her in my soul, my heart was filled with a Great and Terrible Sadness. Oh, how I've failed her! I've abandoned her laugh her warmth her light. I traded her valiance for fear, her voice for silence. Her smile and bright green eyes for a dull film over too-pale features. Oh, my poor, sweet child. I am endlessly sorry. I have failed you. Failed you. Failed you. Those strangers on the Internet want to heal their inner child. But now I wonder... Can my inner child heal me?
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Aug 6, 2023
Aug 6, 2023 at 7:22 PM UTC
Inner Child
I see strangers on the Internet talk about healing their inner child. It made me go inward. Think and think and think. About little me. Three, five, seven years old. What she wore what she ate what she watched on TV. How she danced, twirled on and on without a care in the world. And as I saw her in my mind's eye and felt her in my soul, my heart was filled with a Great and Terrible Sadness. Oh, how I've failed her! I've abandoned her laugh her warmth her light. I traded her valiance for fear, her voice for silence. Her smile and bright green eyes for a dull film over too-pale features. Oh, my poor, sweet child. I am endlessly sorry. I have failed you. Failed you. Failed you. Those strangers on the Internet want to heal their inner child. But now I wonder... Can my inner child heal me?
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Aug 6, 2023
Aug 6, 2023 at 7:22 PM UTC
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