The Child Within....

We are akin to pearls are we not?

putting layer upon layer around our hearts,

life moves as in a dream,
 senses numb

 brain out of gear,

but the wounds bleed silently inwards,

somewhere we find a strength

and the hole in the heart seems less,

slowly surely life takes on colour again,

the dream becomes reality once more,..

thinks.. I will never never let anyone hurt me again

..hmmmm but what do you do with the wounds of the child's pyshce?

 still deep deep buried deep,

forgotten in the deepness......

time the silver pearled healer wraps

us gently in her loving arms...

..'let all the thoughts in my mind's garden,

There's a hole in my heart
where the wind blows through,
where the soul retreats
to a sea of tears,
the unshed tears of
a child's broken trust,
the place between two worlds
that abyss of fear
no up, no down,
no sides to hold
can I return from this place of no time
can anyone hear me calling...
there's a hole in my heart
I'm drowning there
quietly behind the gaze of me,
oh lost child within
you're dead to the world,
but how can that be,
for I'm still here...

 ©2007 H G B  (Alienzone)