September27, 1992
I hear the child who cries within,
"A new life needs to begin!"
But pain and fear are all around,
And there's no place to go.
So the child hides far away
From more of the same.
Bewildered,anguished and alone,
She feels that no one's there,
To hold and comfort her,
To tell her she is loved.
Words and punishments that hurt,
And touches that are forced and feel like dirt.
But how can the child defend herself?
And will there ever be an adult
Who believes her fears?
She cannot trust, and so she hides deep in herself,
Keeping shame and guilt inside,
Along with all her tears.
My adult life continued to be full of pain.
And walls, once built, were all in vain.
When crumbling started,
The holes were there
For someone else, to cause more of the same.
And deep emotions, like those of the child,
Who wanted to believe that there was love,
Were hurt and shattered once again.
A fragile trust, once there, was soon betrayed,
The walls returned, and then they stayed.
Emotions grew, but only those of fear:
A fear of loss, a fear of giving,
And dependence on a man to live.
What happened was a million fold worse pain:
The need became obsession,
To be loved, protected, cared for,
And find self-worth in another.
My child, my precious, lovely child,
My arms are stretched out to you,
Please come, don't hide!
My love for you will never let you feel such pain again,
I know what it feels like, to have trust go away,
So learn to smile and dare to live your life,
You're not alone, I'm with you now.
Please start to trust, to hope, to love,
We'll face the pain together,
We'll find the way to peace.
We'll know that we are :
PRECIOUS AND FREE!
Elisabeth Leonore
Copyrighted 1992-2001
