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Old Poems, Diary Pages

Childhood Soliloquies

Soliloquies
4 min readMay 26, 2022

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Dear one with a broken heart

I know why you cry

I know why you feel so hurt

You have wings, yet you do not fly

You question your strength and doubt your mind

Trying so hard to put an end… to

Your pain and your thoughts you always hide

Making more that never seems to mend

Dear one with a broken smile

I know why you stumble and fall

I know of all the twists and turns in the mile

Your feet are unstable, but your strong hands have built a wall

Trying to tear it down and wanting to be free

Your fear of failure and fear of pain

Will forever shame you away from ME

Causing you to not recognize your own name

Dear one with a broken soul

I know of your weaknesses

I know why you feel so torn

Gullible and desperate you fall for the things anyone says

Trying to stand your ground

Wondering what life will bring

So often being pushed around

You’re always running away to avoid the sting

Dear one with a broken hand

Trying to mend all that went wrong

I see your struggle to stand

Asking when it will be and for how long

Pondering your worth

Assuming you will always fail

But I’m the one who’s known you since birth

And with my help you will prevail.

Dear one with a broken dream

I know of what you fear

Falling to the ground it will always seem

But by your side I will be near

I will help you in the hard times

Even in the happiness — know I will always be there

When the world cheats and lies

My voice you will be sure to hear

Dear child with an open wound

I know of what you need

Understand you are the one I love

With me you are sure to succeed

Past you troubles you will find

The peace I’ve been wanting to show

The wings that will help you fly

Over the deep oceans of secrets to the places you long to go

The answers are in me

Trust in my words — that I will lead you

To everything in yourself you’ve wanted to see

You will finally realize the truth -

It’s Yourself!

It’s been in you all this time!

A letter you once inspired from your mother, words instead from your future self — the woman you always needed/wanted to be.

Now are!

The woman you now are!

Realizing it was you all along.

All these people you once were conditioned to believe in
Were actually those you would take inspiration…

Not in arrogance or distain
Not in chronic, continual pain

Or forever bitterness
But finally in compassion
That they made you who you are
In all their flaws and their own despair…

They did their best
And after all the years of unrest
You can finally admit
That you could not have been you
Without their willingness to submit
To the way things are
And the puzzle piece fit..?

It’s been a while since I dreamed
Since I had a dream
A while since I smiled
A long while since I laughed until my belly ached.

It’s been a while since I felt free
Since I truly felt alive
Not just existing in a trance
Or lost so deeply in thoughts.

It’s been a while since I breathed
Since I exhaled
The weight of the world
And the lingering pressure on my chest.

It’s been a while since there was purpose
Since I felt reason within
A fire in my soul
The strongest will in any direction.

It’s been a while since I felt beauty
Since I felt valued
But the last time I thought –
I put more on an assignment from someone else.

It’s been a while since I was loved
Until I loved myself — I lit a fire within
And never felt such incredible humbled humility
From a lifetime of decided and deliberate diffidence
Only to turn around and wonder why.

I’ve finally decided differently!
I let myself be wild again
I let myself feel beautiful
I freed myself to dream impossibly,
Unmistakably
Unprohibited.”

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Soliloquies

Stories of my life — outlining lessons to be learned and unfolding aspects of self. Anonymously, I hope this helps others with similar experiences.