I remember the child in me
She lays awake at night not allowing me to sleep
I listen to songs to drown her cries so that I don't have tear-stained pillows for my cheeks
I remember the child in me
I lost her when I grew up
And killed her when the pain became my best friend
All the heartbreaks
All the tears
All the screams
All the fears
She still walked like as if nothing happened
She repaired my heart, fixing it making it brand new
Only I break it over and over again
Now shes getting weak
And I can tell she fading
But at the back of my mind, I see her dancing around a garden
Picking roses and daisies
She looks so happy
The smile always looks good on her
But then I see her sitting at a well
And then I realised
The child in me is dying
She is my heart
And she breaking down
After years of fixing herself to ensure I don't feel the blow of the pain, she made sure my walls were sealed up
Now my walls are still sealed up
but she is getting weaker
And last night
I feel my heart breaking; physically
The child in me is always present
Even though she is weak
She whispers to me softly
No matter what
I will fix it
No matter how much I bleed
YOU ARE READING
Under the moonlight
PoetryFor the longest time, I have used poetry as a way to communicate my thoughts In this book, you will read all the words I wish I could say to the world Enjoy