THE GIRL INSIDE

 


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Where is that girl inside of me?
That colorful girl I used to be
The bohemian artist so full of life,
who could sing and write the day away 

Where is that vigor and unstoppable spirit? 
The dreams I had so full of promise
I was going to run wild and free
The world was mine, I had so much time

Where are the days when there was not pain
When energy was pouring out of me
I had so much to do 
I was going to sing and act
I was going to travel
I was going to write and create beautiful things
and read every book I could handle

They are all distant memories of a time long ago
Before pain and muddled thoughts were my reality
I remember a time when I was respected
Not a woman to be rejected
By an illness people do not believe is real
To be mocked and made fun of by those who you love
The stigma is cruel, if they only knew
The hours you weep in the long, lonely night
While you sit so still, not a sound you ignite

Where are my dreams, they have turned so cold
I don't even hope, I don't know how to anymore
I just try to make it through day by day
Hour by hour
Minute by minute
Hoping each moment may bring, less pain
Less ridicule
Compassion

Love that has been lost to a horrible lot
Pain please go away just for a day
I want to have quality of some sort
Dear God, I pray, are you listening?
I sometimes wonder

Instead of judgment, could you give me a hug
Instead of a lecture, an "I love you"
A gift without a catch
For I never get a break 
It would be a kind thing to do
It would make my day and though the pain would not go away
It would ease some stress, nonetheless
Because inside, I am the girl I used to be
For she has never gone away, she is safely tucked away
Perhaps a miracle, perhaps a cure

Perhaps someday, perhaps someday

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5 thoughts on “THE GIRL INSIDE

  1. Your writing is wonderful yet quite sad. It does reflect how so many of us feel day to day. Thank you for sharing. Lynda

    • Lynda,
      Thank you so very much for reading! I have had fibro for 20 years and it had progressed rapidly to the point of disabling me in the last 3 years. My wish is to be a voice for many! I am so glad I can speak for ‘us’! Blessings and keep reading! I plan on continuing to be a voice for all of us! It may not bring a cure, but at least we know we are not alone! Kelli 🙂

  2. This says it ALL!!! I just wished people could understand me & the pain I live with everyday!!! Maybe someday they will understand!!

    • Thank you so much for reading! Yes, it is so hard not only to be understood but to even have our illness recognized! It truly is an ‘invisible’ condition. Blessings! And I will continue to do my best to let you know, ‘We are not alone’. Kelli 🙂

  3. another beautiful poem and it says it all.. of what we suffer every day 24/7, we get no breaks most the time.. and even if we do they come with repercussions in the days to follow.. {{{gentle hugs}}

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