The Child Still Remains

I can't ignore the shadows. I can't ignore the pain. I've lived with my denial, Much to long. I must explore my empty past. The child still remains; Crying in the darkness for the strength, To carry on. The little hand is trembling, Afraid to ask for much. The crumbs have gotten smaller, Through the years. Hoping for some kindness, Or an understanding touch. Dreaming of a future. Without tears. Don't worry now, my little one. At last I hear your voice. I feel your desperation, Hear your cries. I love you so, my little one. I've finally made the choice To find and live the truth, And dry your eyes.