The Child In Me
By andhaka
There's a child inside
Encaged in my soul
He is embraced by the innocence
That adulthood stole
His naive eyes see
What the wiser men have missed
The good in everyone
That now ceases to exist
He sees the veiled beauty
In every droplet of icy rain
He hopes for a sliver joy
After the sombre pain
And he realizes the truth
That elders have ignore
An infant isn't born
Filled with abhor
It's circumstances and time
That mold the heart and mind
They hurt and break others
But once they were kind
No one comes into this world thinking
I wish to murder, rape, and abuse
But when up against life
They were left shattered and bruised
So they make bad choices
And they spit in each others face
They all fight and claw like savages
To get ahead in life's race
They miss the little things
Like the beauty in making another smile
Everyone is busy hating
And love stands silent another while
The bitter poison turns acid
As it flows from sugar frosted lips
And you hack and cough your slime
Onto the weak who will lose their grips
You forget who you were
A face in the mirror you can't recall
The shadow walks up straight
While the wounded past does a pitiful crawl
And now as I stand in a ring with life
Face to face in hopeless combat
And give it my all
Before falling flat
I may not win this battle
Or the other coming few
But I'm trying my best
To make it through
There's a child inside me
And he clenches onto his corner tight
Because as time ticks by
He knows he's losing the fight
Comments on "The Child In Me"
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On Wednesday, July 31, 2013, darkheartmagic
(81) wrote:
Such an emotional write very well done this is truly a master piece.
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On Wednesday, July 31, 2013, andhaka
(168) wrote:
awe a master piece haha thanks I'm glad you liked it : )
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On Wednesday, July 31, 2013, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Curious that your child is a "He". We all have that small voice of innocence, that grows smaller with the passage of time (but some will never admit to it), well-said Andy!
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On Wednesday, July 31, 2013, andhaka
(168) wrote:
Thanks dwells : ) And yeah it was while i was writing this piece I first realized that, in fact, the little voice in my head is a "he" I guess it has to do with the fact that my entire life people have told me that they feel bad for my mom for having two girls and no son. I've always tried to be the boy of the family. As i grew up though i realized that there's nothing wrong with being a girl. Religion and culture have set these sexist ideologies upon people, and i guess there was a time that i got caught in their currents. Anywayssss after that long explanation i hope it makes sense why the child in me is a boy... haha
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On Wednesday, July 31, 2013, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Understood completely Andy, when will they learn? Cheers!
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On Tuesday, July 30, 2013, PoetessDarkly
(693) wrote:
wonderful A great poem.
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On Wednesday, July 31, 2013, andhaka
(168) wrote:
Thanks I'm glad you liked it :)
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On Saturday, July 27, 2013, blue angel
(866) wrote:
Such an emotion filled write. Embrace and protect that child inside you. :)~ I love this;)~ Well done!!
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On Saturday, July 27, 2013, andhaka
(168) wrote:
I'll try my best :) Thanks I'm glad you liked it.
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On Saturday, July 27, 2013, Maladroit
(198) wrote:
I can't help but wonder if seeing the good in people gets you in as much trouble as it does me..
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On Saturday, July 27, 2013, andhaka
(168) wrote:
Yeah it does, but then I look to those people that I was right about when I gave them another shot....and it makes the misjudgments bearable.