Faded into the Past
Poetry of the haunting memories and pain stemming from childhood.

Thinking back to when I was young
Watching a young child stumble and fall
Standing still at times for so long
I remember thinking she was just so small
Wanting to guide her, change her path
Although at times it was just a dark blur
Feeling her pain, feeling her wrath
Trying to warmly reach out to her
I understand more now her fear and pain
I know the thoughts running through her mind
Watching it over and over again
Just hoping for a little more time
I clearly see the younger version of me
Sitting, face in hands, fighting tears
Longing for that chance to one day see
Strength overpower all of her fears
Where did she go? Faded into the past
I rush to find the child I once knew
Afraid to face the time moving way too fast
And face the woman this child grew into
Closing many doors, sometimes afraid to see
All the paths that led me to this unfamiliar, frightening place
Now coming face to face with the real me
Reaching for the truth with a loving embrace
At that moment, I am set free.

