A Child Lives

I found a hole in my soul
   A child lives there
All this time in the darkness
   Hurting alone and mute

Silenced from the beginning
   Never screamed or cried aloud
She never spoke never revealed
   Secrets her prison bars

Strangled alone without voice
   Protector or validation
She had lived on suffering
   Wounded waiting for me

Joy is in having found her
   Still alive after all this time
She is a miracle breathing life
   Into my empty soul

-Betsy-
May 1989

 

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