I used to play in the garden, surrounded by trees
While the sun gave me warms hugs and kisses.
Now I'm reminiscing about my own childhood.
I'm watching all of my favourite old cartoons.
I'm reading all of my beloved fairy tales.
I'm sitting on the couch, holding my favourite juice.
I'm picking up the guitar,
even if I don't remember how to play it.
I'm listening and dancing to my parents' music
And I wish I could have loved me more.
I wish I could have held me tighter
When I was silently crying on the floor.
I wish I could have been more gentle
And patient with myself
Because I deserved the world.
I wish I was there for me
When I needed it the most
But I'm here now, for the both of us.
I'm healing from all the things I don't talk about
From all of my inner struggles and doubts
I'm healing from all the thoughts I escaped from
I'm letting go, I'm letting it all out.
I'm healing my inner child
Now I'm my own father.
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MY SIDE OF THE STORY
PoetryDuring the past few years I found out that people I used to be friends with would talk about me behind the scenes, creating their own scripts and scenarios & making me the villain in their own story. Not only that, the general public, along with soc...
