Inner Child

Inner Child” My inner child seems to appear when Im stunned by fear and my circumstances turn cold Even though Im an adult shes still an infant incubated hidden deep inside my soul When the weight of life pressure gets to heavy to bare And my vigiliant eyes transform into blinded vision and Im no longer aware When Im blindsided and hurt When my love ones avert The innocent child awakens with unrecognizable worth Feeble, searching for any consoling outlet to divert Her speech had froze when uncomfortability arose When desecration debilitated our character The spiritual nourishment of GOD was administered Then exhilaration stimulated a fresh narrator Shes just an ordinary ageless undeveloped child And its been quite a while since Ive seen her smile Camouflaged beneath my surface Shes vicariously living through my skin for a purpose