A Child’s Whisper

I’m so small in here.

It’s dark.

I can’t see.

All these big feelings

swirl around me.

I cry,

I scream,

I beg,

I plead.

I’m trying so hard

to be heard,

but I’m trapped

down by your feet.

Why can’t you hear me?

Why can’t you help?

Why won’t you reach down

and pick me up

from this deep place?

I’m tiny.

I’m scared.

I’m coming apart.

I need you to see me

so you can save your heart.

Sometimes you feel me,

but you push me away.

So I hide

and wait

for a safer day,

a moment to reach

and call to you:

Don’t you know

my healing

has to happen

through you?

Authors Note:

I haven’t been doing well and the only way I can get my thoughts out is by poems right now. I feel like I’m in a dryer again, tumbling. I just want some relief.