Have you seen me?
I'm pretty hard to find,
In fact, sometimes it seems that I am invisible.
I am very good at hiding.
I shy away from people,
Even though I desperately want to be loved.
I have been wounded,
and I am afraid that I will be wounded again,
So I keep myself to myself
And do not seek out companionship.
Have you seen me?
I come out only when I think it's completely safe.
and then, not for long.
You might think, "Oh, she's feeling playful today!
What a change from her normal, serious side!"
That's me.
I'm still a child.
I think I always will be.
Hiding among the shadows,
I never got a chance to grow up.
Have you seen me?
I don't appear on any milk carton,
No flyer will ever carry my likeness.
Only her.
She carries remnants of the girl she used to be.
Deep within her lies the broken soul of her childhood self,
Stuffed down, eaten away, pushed into a corner
Not out of hatred
But out of fear.
But once in a while she hears me
And she dares to reveal me
At least for a little while.
If you see me,
Please remember
And when I'm not around,
Please tell her that you miss me.
Then maybe
just maybe
i can come outside
see the sun
and once again be part of her
forever.
please.....
As we walk down our road, from time to time we notice pebbles along our way. Sometimes they're nothing more than pretty little stones, but other times they are there to remind us of battles we have fought, demons we have conquered, or even times that we've lost and learned valuable lessons in the losing. We can choose to leave the pebbles where they are and forget, or we can pick up the pebbles and turn them into markers--reminders of our journey and the lessons learned.
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Wednesday, February 6, 2013
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