Inner Child

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Inner Child

My inner child

In a coma at age fourteen

Suspended animation

Unable to breath

Or experience life

Such is family tragedy

Time passes

The fog has lifted

But his adult has bought the lie

The constant barrage of self-hate

And ridicule

Chases the child away

The adult breaks

Under the weight

Of criticism

No one is meant to take

Years later

By divine encounter

The fog begins to lift again

He open his eyes

To really see

The lie that deceived him

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17 thoughts on “Inner Child

  1. Love this, Barney. Relatable as well! It’s is so tough to face those lies that we were told or that we told ourselves in order to go on. But necessary!!

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