she

context: a poem on healing the inner child.                              
                                                                                                                                                          
Whenever this hollowness swells my heart
and shatters my purpose apart Ivisualise the little me
sitting just right infront of me and I see                her eyes held with innocence 
who viewed little of things as her happiness 
At 10, she found out her breath as a purpose
untitled, undiscovered yet has to be served
Now, presently in this race when I fall
She drifts into my visual to give me a call
"You're doing great, you beautiful lady
don't you ever betray me
forgetting this purpose and your roots
by false delusionary hope of the fools"
To that little lady inside of me
I hope to nurture you and be
there for you, not in anyone else's disguise 
but from the truest and purest of me
I will continue to offer you abundant of love
and never let any of this pain to rob
the empowering vibrance your presence holds
and the elegance that your smile unfolds
no matter how harsh the universe we spinning maybe,
no matter how many downfalls of struggles we see,
Cause i know, you know
It is and always will be
growth 
whatever it takes.




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