Having a Discussion With My Inner Child Through My Poetry

Updated on February 11, 2018
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Missy is a unique writer who enjoys inviting her readers into her thoughts through her poetry and other topics of discussion.  

No Reason Just Rhyme

Today, I felt like posting a poem I wrote that really had no purpose. It came to me on what I always call one of my reflection days. Usually, these days have an aura of sadness, but I always believe that there is beauty in all struggle. So, as I sat and thought about my past, I thought mostly about my lonely childhood, which, of course, did make me a little gloomy. Therefore, I decided to start typing out some poetry and realized that I was having a conversation with my inner child. After all, who we were as children, I believe, never really leaves us. They stick with us to remind us of good times, sad times, and innocent times. On this day, mine wanted to remind me of a few depressing things about myself, but after all was written out, I was pretty darn fine with that.

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The Secret of my Inner Child

I don’t think I want me here anymore.

I don’t think I want to carry this guilt that

hides in my soul.



There is a child I raised with pride and joy,

who spoke words to me today - they stopped

my heart.



Words I’ve heard a time or two, but never

thought she would aim and shoot.



The child I will forever love with all my life,

released today my last will at my strive.



A child who helped me survive through the pains,

of the hopeless abandonments, the loneliness of

shame.



She has locked that hope chest I kept tucked away,

and I now feel my failures are here to stay.



I fought for an easier existence throughout

some hard years. I lived through my resistance

of my motherly fears.



However, In an instant, I’ve become finality now;

living death in my story, I’m hidden in shroud.



Today, I woke up and dreams they came.

They came in an ugly realism frame...



memories of my failures at love and life.

Failures that I’m sorry, but I am now too

exhausted to fight.

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      Missy Smith 7 days ago from Florida

      Thank you, Nikki Khan and Gypsy Rose. I am so pleased you liked my poem! :)

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 10 days ago from Riga, Latvia

      Most wonderful and poignant write.

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      Nikki Khan 11 days ago from London

      A wonderfully written poem in an awesome style Missy.Its indeed necessary to speak to a child inside you sometimes and to soothe it with some hugs and to determine for best input in future.

      Had much fun while reading it.

      keep up the good work dear.

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      Missy Smith 12 days ago from Florida

      I never know what style to put my words under, Frank. I’ve put a genre on a few, but usually I can’t label it that way. It’s simply my thoughts. It’s my own emotions most of the time. So yes, you are correct to think it is real.

      I appreciate your thoughtful response to how I show the world who I am. My words are naked truths and brave confessions. I’m so proud of myself for that. Poetry has helped me cope with life. :)

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      Frank Atanacio 12 days ago from Shelton

      Missy, the torment flairs here.. Almost chokes me to tears.. That poem was an astounding admission to a life gone lost.. and it felt real not like prose nor fantasy...

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      Missy Smith 13 days ago from Florida

      Thank you, Shyron and Bill. I'm glad you found my poem to read today. Have a blessed week!

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      Missy Smith 13 days ago from Florida

      I do believe connecting with our inner child is part of a self help or healing process. Thank you, Mary.

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      Shyron E Shenko 13 days ago from Texas

      Do not grieve for yesterday

      It cannot be undone

      And you inner child must answer

      To no one but you

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      Blessings to you

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      Bill Holland 13 days ago from Olympia, WA

      Lovely truths!

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      Mary Norton 2 weeks ago from Ontario, Canada

      So much depth expressed in that poem. My spiritual guide once told me to take the hand of my inner child and talk to it, part of the healing process.

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