Growing up

Growing up I will shed this skin And I will let the child in me Be comforted by the adult Who is now growing too Sad to see all too late You did the best you could I struggled so much to trust From out of the lack The leavings left an empty void And so many words I could not say Fell silent in my throat I learned to turn inside And not to know If it was safe to trust So that when love presented itself I doubted it My decision informed by past things I was not conscious of then Obliterating all the doubt and pain got me nowhere I had to feel this longing and this hurting And have the longing fail In order to understand How human we all are And how much we need To reach for And find the answers inside So now I feel its time To say to the child in me Here I am But I am here there stands an adult too Who wants to live free of that place of hurting But no longer free of you

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  1. Ephemeral Encounters Avatar

    This is lovely Carol Anne xox

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    1. Carol anne Avatar

      🩷🩷💙💙😘😘😘

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