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Inner Child
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Other stuff Symphonies play inside my head
It’s never quiet in there
And she dances
The inner child I kept telling my therapist was dead
She’s dancing
She’s alive
Never was her spirit crushed
Never did you touch her
She laughs- giggles even at the shapes the clouds are making
This little girl
Ever my companion
She is not some dissociative state
She is me- pure without blemish
Without abuse hate fear
She is me full of life love hope
She had been quiet sleeping for many years
I recently woke her up
See I tripped over her sleeping form deep in the recesses of my mind
“I thought you were dead…” I said
“I’ve only begun to live” she replied as she got up
She then put on a piece of classical music and pranced about
“Be to yourself the mother, the father you always needed” she told me
She then painted her room there inside my mind
Purple pink gold and turquoise with just her fingers
A few days later I was feeling unbelievably depressed
And ending it all entered my mind
But, I’ve only begun to live
And I choose to live now like that girl
Free of abuse hate and fear
