My inner child

You precious little thing

How I wish I had known you earlier

Known you better

Then perhaps I would have hugged you

Nursed your wounds daily

Then maybe you wouldn't have scarred so badly

But I guess it's too late now

My precious little thing

Your eyes are darkened now

Your soul missing

And through life you walk

Alone

A longing unknown

I wish I could tell you 'You are loved and wanted'

But your disbelief would shroud it

And your disdain for hope would blind it

Who am I to even say these things?

For I too wait for hope in the darkness

Picture by: JR