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Where Are My Heroes

For anyone who has struggled with a challenging childhood... You are not alone. May you be healed, heard, loved, and cared for. Blessings, love and light.

Where are my heroes?
By Michelle Morris
11/12/2022

When you're young
And the grown-ups are distant
When they're irresponsible
Self-centred and enjoy criticizing 

You grow up pretty independent
You learn to look after others
Intuit emotions, needs and feelings
As well as learn to apologise needlessly

You avert your eyes 
And look for the door
You're always ready
For the next fall

Eventually you become
A master of the human psyche
You hide your needs
And you hate surprises

Human behaviour is obvious to you
You know what they're thinking
You know what they'll do
And, always, always, you're ready to leave

Where are my heroes?
You often think to yourself
Why is there no one for me?
When you ever need help

Why did I get this family?
These parents so poor?
Why was I treated so badly
With no one to stop it all?

And throughout your life
You do your best to achieve "normal"
But you never knew it
So it's difficult to embrace it at all

So, you live on the fringes
Always the eccentric weirdo
You embrace all your talents
And help others you feel for

But, ultimately, you're sad
And lonely and isolated
Because no matter how much you give
You never have backup when you need it

So, you live alone 
And keep to yourself
You stay warm and friendly 
But distant, to spare your health

You remain kind and fair
And set an example of how to live
And you always hope that no one else
Ever goes through what you did

But, it's unlikely that anyone 
Will ever know your secrets
All that deep, dark hell
Is shameful, as it's real

Of course, once in a while
Someone will truly see you
They'll see the sadness in your eyes
And might speak to your soul's blues

No matter what happens
You know God knows everything
Maybe one day in Heaven
He'll explain the reasons for your being

© Michelle Morris, 2022

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Date: 12/11/2022 2:28:00 PM
Amen, Michelle,. This world killed God's son , to fulfill prophecy and to send His spirit to clean out everything this world has instilled within us, We can't be good enough on our own, Jesus let us know I am not good but the father which sent me. God wants to dwell within us and fill us with His love ,joy and peace , to be our heavenly father and mold one into a Child of God,.
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Michelle Morris
Date: 12/11/2022 3:05:00 PM
Thank you for your insights and advice. It is appreciated. Blessings and best wishes. :-)
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Stephan McBride
Date: 12/11/2022 2:31:00 PM
Anyone that reads your poem and seeks better write about it there are many that struggle as well that would love another to understand and care,. write about it get it out don't harbor things that will keep one separated from seeking God

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