I looked into the mirror
But who did I see?
A wee little girl,
Who looked something like me.
Where did you come from?
How could this be?
Who is this child,
I see before me?
I looked into her eyes,
To see what I could see.
Who is this child
Staring back out at me?
Her eyes were as empty,
As empty could be.
Why my dear child
Are you staring out at me?
I’ve seen you before.
But how could this be?
You are the child,
Who once lived in me.
Why are you here?
What do you need from me?
Tell me my child.
Let me see what you see.
She stood there as silent,
As silent could be.
Her eyes opened wider,
As they beckoned to me.
Look inside deeper
To see what I see.
I once lived inside you,
As playful could be.
We were always together
Both you and me.
Why my dear friend
Did you abandon me?
You buried me deep,
For no one to see.
What happened to you,
Happened to me.
I need you my friend.
I need all to see.
We weren’t to blame
Neither you, nor me.
Now, here we both are
For the whole world to see.
Together we’re strong,
As strong as can be.
Take my hand.
Reach out to me.
I need you now,
And you need me.
I reached out to her.
She reached out to me.
When our hands met,
She awakened in me.
Her tears filled my eyes.
Together, we could be,
On our life’s journey,
As whole as can be.
Now this little girl,
The whole world will see,
How special she is
As I can now see.
This wee little girl,
Who stands before me,
Is someone so special
It’s me that I see.
When I started therapy, I was told I had to get in touch with my inner child. I kind of gave my therapist a look which said “and who needs therapy?” I had no idea what she was talking about. As I got further into therapy, I finally learned what she was talking about. My inner child was the child who was buried along with the secret of the abuse. The child who’s childhood was lost. I am still getting acquainted with this inner child and finding out just how strong she really was. After all, if this child wasn’t as strong as she was, I wouldn’t be here today.
