The Child Within
When I was a child
I was alone
No one to heal my hurts or share my pain
A void grew inside of me
Dark, black, an abyss
Where no light shined through
I learned not to feel. to speak, to question
Only to be and nothing more
A name perhaps, but nothing more
Love- a word to which I attached little meaning
Except pain, dark and searing
I cry out- but no one hears
I learn not to cry
Take my knocks as they come
Put them on the shelf and feel not
I age in years but
The child within still lives
And feels the pain in unexpected ways
The other day, I heard the child whimper
It was a sad, such a lost, alone whimpering
Almost like the cry of a whale when it lost its mate
I tried to reach her, but she crouched in fear
Afraid to reach forward, afraid of being turned away
And afraid of not being heard or understood
I stood back for a moment and looked at the child
And seen how lonely she was, I even sensed the void within
I shivered in awe and wondered where she found the strength to go on and survive
For a brief moment she too, looked at me
As if she knew me well, but feared to join me
Because, I too, had an emptiness, a longing
I knew this fear, it was all too real
I was the child and I too was afraid.
Written by Beverley ©
Picture: Finding Me from Deviant Art
Music: I Will Always Love You