The child was lost, she didn’t know it,
Until much later she became a poet,
Deep dark secrets now revealed,
This is the way that I have healed,
My Inner self now knows its worth,
And I can smile at my rebirth.

I found a way to let things out,
Without having to scream and shout,
Enough of that’s already been done,
And now’s the time to have some fun,
For when you’re tortured as a child,
You care no more and you go wild.

Doing things that bring you pain,
Then realising there is nothing to gain,
By drinking, masking, shutting out,
Taking drugs and acting like a lout,
It’s all a façade, for your life has been hard.

You hit rock bottom time and again,
And suddenly you find a pen,
A piece of paper, the words tumble out,
This simple solution hits you with a clout,
Your adrenalines high, you can reach for the sky.

The silver lining no longer hiding,
The light that shines is pure and bright,
And now you know the time is right,
To pick yourself up and dust off the dirt,
Let out your emotions and get rid of the hurt.

The relief you get feels oh so good,
As if someone’s taken down that dark heavy hood,
You feel alive and life’s worth living,
So maybe now you should start giving,
Someone else a helping hand,
So you can stop their life so bland.

Knowing that there’s someone out there,
Someone to share and someone to care,
You’re not alone, it seems so sad,
So many people being treated so bad,
A trouble shared is a burden lifted,
The light starts shining that you have resisted,
For so long know all you wanted,
Was to feel love and peace and no longer haunted.